Listening to stories about my great great grandparents trying to piece together our family history
My gramps granny told him to become a witch you’d have to find a black cat with no white spots and boil it alive until the meat separates from the bone then dump the bones in a creek and whichever floats upstream is the “magical”(for lack of a better word?) bone you keep.
So I just googled boil black cat and it’s actually a common practice when one wants to become invisible or bring back a dead loved one…
- you: I LOVE U
- me: awwwwwwwwwwwwww
- you: *blankly stares waiting for a i love u back*
- me: *pops gum*
My great great grandmother Matte had a lotta daughters. All “loose.” So most times they’d get pregnant she’d help them birth the babies then take the newborns and pour boiling water in their ears to kill them.Family stories…
My dad was surprised I don’t fight with my mom but it’s like I’m not 15. We’re both rational people. There’s no need.
Our most frequent fight is who gets more steamed broccoli. Or how many laps we’ve done at the track. Me and my mom are cool.
The black people better out live these white niggas stg
Sometimes when I say “I’m okay”, what I really want is for someone to hold my hand, look me in the eyes and say “I know that you’re not okay, here is $1000.00”.
Remove that decimal for accuracy
This is going to be the longest/shortest week of my life.
I try not to say things prematurely on here cause of jinxing things but ending this chapter of my life is like 95% sweet, 5% bitter.
I am a little apprehensive but I know I’m ready.
Not having grudges against people is a nice, weightless feeling.