"REACH OUT TO ME." I shout inside my head instead of voicing my concerns so they can actually be addressed but still hoping for some kind of change.
*sees my son playing basketball with his friends* *brings everyone fresh lemonade and cookies while wearing booty shorts a crop top and wedges*
If you’re protesting abortion, the Supreme Court says you can get right in women’s faces and scream at them on their way into the clinic. Because freedom of speech.
But if you try and protest the murder of a black man, you get tear gas fired at you.