Y’all fools need to stop spending money on girls that ain’t yours. Just saying
The Story of Kyle
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up, and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out to him. So I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before, but we talked all the way home, and I carried his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes.
We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.
On graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech, so I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach — but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.” I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person’s life.
My new Harry Potter paperback set came in the mail! These have the cover illustrations by Kazu Kibuishi. Together, the set spines make Hogwarts castle and the illustrations around the set case are the students and staff around Honeydukes. My favorite part is that the back covers all have a quote from each book.
Fuck it; buying it
SWEET BABY JESUS SHE IS GORGEOUS! Those curves are amazing!
lord have mercy who is this magical woman
I know I have blogged this before, but…. damn….I just can’t NOT reblog it. Hands down this is my dream figure. DREAM. FIGURE.
There we go
I’M NEVER MASTURBATING AGAIN!
I also clearly have a problem pronouncing ‘orgasm’!
Finally got around to finishing the video relating to a past experience, had to tie my hair up for this one! As mentioned in the video, the overall goal is to get young African women more comfortable around the conversation of sex. And comfortable enough to discuss it among their peers and educate themselves.
I love this woman.
such a gorgeous accent
Why am I laughing so hard?
I’m in love with her accent.
1. Her accent.
2. Her in general.
3. The names she gave for masterbation.
4. Her message.
5. Her honesty.
I love it all…
Fearless than your average woman.“I do do that” I’m glad I’m not the only
i love this woman…. (v_v)
I don’t watch tv, so I hadn’t heard of this gorgeous woman until now, but check out this video and watch her killing it on the dance floor!
She is just gorgeos. click the link :)
#selfie #shades #makeup #locs #naturalhair #sunglasses #curtins #backdrop #lips
an afro-brazillian depiction of the Yoruba Orishas
Last night I was at McDonald’s with one of my friend’s and that man started to randomly ask us questions like “how old are y’all?” And “do yall have boyfriends?” At first we were like what, why is he asking us and then five minutes later he said ” You know.. I have been married to the most amazing woman in the whole world for 52 years and we’ve been together for 55. But I don’t think there’s ever going to be another year after tonight or tomorrow night” ..by this time we just turned to him and starting listening to him. “You see, my sweet lady is in the hospital right now, she has cancer. I just came back from there right now and even with all of the tubes, she still looks so beautiful. Tomorrow is certain to be her last day if it doesn’t happen tonight and Im not going to church in the morning because I want to spend every waking moment with her by her side. I love her so much.. it hurts. I don’t know what I’m going to do without her. I don’t want to be without her.” ..by this time he had tears in his eyes, got up with struggle and said ” well it was nice talking to you ladies, but I have to go home to the dark to prepare and give this cheeseburger to my puppy.” And that was it, we just listened to him, and he left. This whole day I’ve been bothered because I have been complaining about how I can’t finish some damn essay while this man is about to or just lost his whole world.