* not posting to get attention, but to remember why I was crying.
I am crying because there were some African American guys at my door and I didn’t know what the hell to do.. They kept ringing the door bell. I turned off every sound. I walked quietly to the bathroom and hid. I fell to the floor, weak & scared. Not knowing what to do, I started crying quietly to myself. They wouldn’t leave. They kept ringing and ringing the doorbell. I was really scared.. They didn’t leave ‘til about 5 minutes later. Now, I keep crying because that was a moment where I felt I was going to die.
never forget the most important post of 2013
(Source: unit03, via kisshug)