I AM VEXXXED!!!!

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let me say this.. alotta things piss me off. BUT when I say this really GRINDS MY GEARS..

it really truly and honestly does.

Soooo Im on Sesilee Lopez page right..

and I'm looking at her followers.

I see this girls page, now I'm not going to put her on blast but, I will say she's very into her African power and embracing things that are natural.

...From the jump I knew I was in for some ol' bulllshit.

I'm looking through her page and she has these videos of Black women.

and Videos on different ways to style your hair if its natural which is all fine. I mean whatever. Kudos to you and yours. Help a sister or brother out whatever the case may be.

So I continue to scroll and I see a pictures of the Relaxer Dark & Lovely.

[I had used that relaxer... really not my cup of tea but w.e.]

Then I see she posted pictures of Black women with what seems to be relaxed hair.

As I scroll futher down I see a picture of a woman with her scalp missing som

e hair.. then I sctoll down and find a picture of a lady blad as ever with mad scabs and shit all over her head.

Then she goes on to caption:..

Stop the hair!! For those who dare not take the plunge ..(the hair requires more care than the maintenance of natural hair! because the hair is in a chemical attack)

_______________*ahem* FLATLINE___________________

Really Bitch?? How did I knowwww you were going to be the one.

how did I know??

I swear its like people who claim they embrace their origin and are fine with who they are SURE DO SEEEM

to have a huge problem with everyone else.

smgdh.

I wrote her a comment that was extra long.. I had to vent on that chicka when I saw her post.

Honestly just because you have natural doesn't mean your any better than any other black person. it just means you have natural hair..

It takes the same amount of care and maintanance as hair that is "chemically attacked"

It's not like you can just wake up with natural hair and be on

your way.. NOOO m

a'am

It will take some staying up lateon a sunday night arms aching trying to get them little guys twisted up right for School/ Work or wherever your ass was going.

PLEASE...

cut the bullshit mane smh.

and stop saying "That's why black people like that now..!"

No thats why your like that now..

stop worrying about the race cause no one id putting the weight on your shoulders, You wanna be a Hero start with yourself.

GIRL BYE.

When My hair was natural. Threw some color in there to make it come alive

I threw the extensions in so the color could grow out.

Right after I relaxed my hair after being natural.

The edges need a touch up.. BUT my hair is healthy.

xxxxx FUCOUTTAHERE xxxxx

**SideTrack**

I'm mad I just realized this smh..

In Kindergaten we did some sort of arts and crafts project right, but I really don't remeber what was the project or any of the details.

All I knew was the class had to get teeny tiny ziploc bags, and put something in it.

I forgot what.

--so anywho. on my way to school at the tender age of 7 or 8 I come across this teeny tiny ziploc bag on the sidewalk.

I was so estactic, because I knew my Teacher... [I believe her name was Mrs. Liebo-something with an L...w.e.]

As soon as I step into the classroom I put my bag away and jacket away run up to the teacher and show her the ziploc bag and how I had found it that morning on the sidewalk.

She looks at me and the bag and looks so pleased. 

of course I'm blushing like "Yea.. I know I AM the shit!" 

Then she says

"Sasha this is great, now do you think you could find about 23 more of these bags for the rest of the class?"

At that point I'm like... "uhh... sure"

not wanting to dissapoint my teacher.

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we never finished that project... and it wasn't spoken of. EVER.

I'm 18 and  I was sitting on my bed 30 mins ago and it just hit me.

That teeny tiny ziploc bag, was a nickel bag. 

I brought my teacher a bag that was used to hold ganja [believe you me I'm not being all high and mighty]

I didn't know what it was I was just happy I got it.

My Teacher was like 40 something right??

and she asked me if I could find some more for the rest of the class..

Umm Hello?? I'm sure she knew wtf those bags held. and the bitch dead asked me to go find some more for the rest of the class.

She probably was already thinking some fucked up shit, "oo i bet you found it...smh, calling CPS on your black ass if you bring some more of those bags"

OMG this is really sad.

I'm looking back on it thinking wow.. how could someone really think like that.

about children??

it reminds me of this book I started reading and never finished... cuz IDK 

I wasn't up to it haha...

Other People's Children

by: Lisa Delpit...

check it out..