I shouldn’t have to write this

but here I am, writing how my life matters as a black woman in America. There’s nothing I can say that hasn’t already been said, nothing I can do that will make someone change their mind, because if someone decides to hate me based on the color of my skin, that is on no one but them and them alone.

Another day, another life lost to another tragedy, and I am tired, so tired, so tired.

 

 

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