my six year old asked me if i knew who Martin Luther King Jr was and just to see what would come next, i told him that I didn’t.
this was when he said, “Martin Luther King Jr was the sweetest man ever. He was brown, not like us, we’re white. and back a long time ago, all of the brown adults and even the kids had to do all the work. and when the brown kids got to play on the playground after they were done work, they couldn’t play with the white kids. Martin Luther King Jr said that the brown kids and the white kids,” –this was when he began to tear up and began to show a level of emotion I’ve never seen in a six year old– “should be able to play together bc we should all love each other no matter what. as long as we’re all good people, we’re the same people.” then a few tears dropped onto his cheeks and he said, “but he was shooted and killed. he died bc not everyone knew that he was the sweetest man in the world. some people thought that his good was bad. i really, really hope that one day we get a new sweet boy or girl like Martin Luther King Jr who will make the world even better.”
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*A/N: This is loaded with smut and was a lot of fun to write. Enjoy. xo*
I fumbled with the key, cussing as I jiggled it in the door
but it didn’t budge.
“Fuckin’ hell,” I muttered under my breath as I tried again.
This time it worked but not because of my key. The door swung open and I was
met with a pair of amused brown eyes.
“Can we get this stupid ass door fixed sometime soon,” I
grumbled as I stepped in and tossed my purse on the nearby table.
“Well, hello to you, too,” Seth grinned down at me as he
kissed the top of my head.
“The door works just fine for all of us, babe, so maybe you
should work on learning how to use keys instead of complaining about doors.”
Roman’s deep voice was full of laughter as he wrapped me up in a quick hug.
“Fuck all of you,” I grumbled as I untangled myself from him
and made a beeline for the fridge.
“What’s up buttercup,” Dean came around the corner and gave
my shoulder a quick squeeze as he walked by me in the kitchen.
“Not much, D, not much,” I grinned in spite of my foul mood
as I grabbed a Stella from the fridge. Loud throat clearing from behind me
clued me in to the need for a few more beers. I grabbed three more and spun
around, placing them on the island. “Use your words, guys,” I smirked as I slid
the beers towards each of them.
“Our method seemed to work just fine,” Seth said innocently.
“Savages.” I called back as I headed towards the huge couch
in the family room.
I have green eyes and my boyfriend has brown eyes. Tonight we were taking bets on what color of eyes our kid would have with our friends. One of our friends is so sure that it’s eyes are going to be blue that he is on the verge of sacrificing his soul to Satan.
I’m no genetics major, but I don’t think green eyes plus brown eyes equals blue eyes. Does anyone have any idea what the probability would be because I think it be cool to talk about
along the lines of the yolk-hater who wrote "whites for life", I was at work a while ago in a coffee shop that was fuckin packed with students from Brown University and one of my coworkers, out of nowhere, says "I wish all the Brown people would just leave" and I s2g everyone stopped working for a solid 10 seconds before we realized what he meant
im in ferguson, we went to the micheal brown memorial. i cannot verbalise the experience accurately, but it was very upsetting. it hurt. all thats left is a small plaque hard to find and the square of dark pavement that serves as a painful reminder of the horrible thing that happened there. were at a grocery store picking out flowers to leave at the site.
On a whim, our main designer, MissMarifire, has designed two Warframe palettes that will be part of a small Warframe concept she has made that will be posted on the Warframe Forums eventually that involves palettes that will help expand the colour choices we currently have, and fill the need specifically for browns and greens. The following are Earth and Midnight.
Another busy week starts tomorrow! I’m most excited about clinical and my 6 months with my jaanu. We’re going to a brown formal with all my friends that night and then spending the whole next day together! Plus, gonna actually start my research assistant duties and make progress on my clinical research papers. And of course work, but I’ll be with one of my fave pharmacists who’s back from maternity leave. I’m so pumped! It’s gonna be exhausting but enjoyable nonetheless. Bring it on! 💪🏽
We were a lot alike, in ways it was almost scary. We both had these piercing green eyes that were always the first thing anyone noticed about us. Both of us had the scent of coffee that lingered in our breath. Our hair is both naturally brown and curly, yet we’ve both dyed it one too many times. We both wrote: about ourselves, about each other, or about the world. Our tempers can sometimes get the best of us and we’re both dealing with issues we can’t quite figure out. So when people say “opposites attract” I disagree because he is definitely the male version of me, and I have never been more in love with a person, and I never want to be in love with anyone else.