Its been 11 days since I've been out in the real world. I got trapped at the BLM farm with all the snow we had recently. It seems that even when I'm safe from outside forces and there are no white people in my vicinity, uneducated, reluctant individuals always seem to slip in and within the past few days the word nigger and its variations have been tossed around a lot. In some cases directed at me. "You're acting like niggas" "If you're comfortable you can say the "n" word" "I won't be put in a box by a bunch of niggots" "Bunch of nigger lovers" So yeah I'm tired of it. I'm tired of feeling attacked by a word so I wrote it on my forehead. Since I am one I might as well embrace it to its fullest.
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