April 2012
March 2012
I often wonder how many of these people that follow me or claim to want to meet one day would actually say whats up to me on the streets. If you seen me, would you pass by with a stereotype and an assumption of who I was based on the clothes I’m wearing or the people I’m with? Would you make a remark about cholos or Mexicans to your friends after I walked by? Maybe you’ll make a random rant about how you hate cholos on tumblr or how they disgust you because of the way they talk. Maybe the week before, you reblogged a photo of a bald headed guy with tattoos because it looked bad ass but in reality your fear and ignorance led you to lock your doors when i walked by your car. So many of these questions go through my mind when i see that i have a new follower. Oh by the way, thanks for the follow
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be fair, every occupation presents challenge. That’s why we call it occupation and not recreation.
I end up losing my keys. God had a good laugh with that one aha
I’m glad people still remember #InLivingColor