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WHY FEMALE & BLACK PRIVELIDGE ABSOLUTELY EXISTS

Sheniqua privelidge. Let me get this straight... if you or I so much as use a ten minute break at a night shift job to take a walk so we can go cry in a corner of a dark neighboring parking lot because we're depressed, lonely, and being bullied by coworkers, we end up having a Sheriff vehicle shadowing us home. If you or I so much as send someone a text letting them know we're not happy about something bullshit and disrespectful they did, we notice a police cruiser sitting in the nearby school parking lot later that day. If you or I post on social media stating something as simple as we cried today, an officer shows up to do a bullshit "wellness check" because some retard somewhere complained as a way to abuse you. But this fucking asinine bitch can get all up in everyone's face making threats, telling them to "go back to Mexico," screaming at police offers, kicking trash all over the street... and absolutely nothing fucking happens to her. She isn't...

"DANDELIONS" by HAWTHORNE HEIGHTS


Part of Pop Punk Radio Show's Episode 33 Playlist: link
 
I've waited so long to be swept out with the tide 
I burned up my youth playing it loose 
Just trying to survive 
I sold my tears and I paid my dues 
I faced my fears and I sang the blues 
I sang for you 
 
When there's no one left to love 
And we've all turned to dust 
We float like dandelions 
and ravage everything we touch 
When there's no one left to trust 
And we're all out of luck 
We grow like dandelions 
and ravage everything we touch 
 
I've been hated so long in these cold and lonely nights 
I ran from my past hoping it'd last 
Frozen here in time 
I sold my soul and I lost my way 
I spilled my blood and you rode my wave 
You dug my grave
 
When there's no one left to love 
And we've all turned to dust 
We float like dandelions 
and ravage everything we touch 
When there's no one left to trust 
And we're all out of luck 
We grow like dandelions 
and ravage everything we touch
 
We all turn 
We all turn to dust