D'Anthony Carlos has skated through life always being protected. When you're related to the biggest drug cartel in the DMV you gotta be protected. When all of your uncles are the most feared and respected you automatically garner the same attention...
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
They say fear is temporary and regret is forever. Which scares me more, fear or regret you ask? Fear is a bitch, I'll give it that. I fear being broken hearted again. I fear being broken down again. And most of all, I fear being abandoned again. But I also think I'll feel worse if I have regrets in life. If I die with regrets, I have lived a half ass life and Zipporah Diop does NOT do anything half ass. I give everything my all and maybe that's why I always find myself hurt in the end. -Z.D.
I post the update to my blog and when my cellphone dings with a text message I pick it up from my desk. I look at my home screen with a notification of a text from Sahara that reads: Outside.
I put my computer on sleep, grab my phone then get up from my desk. I quickly grab my MCM crossbody box bag then head towards the entrance of my studio apartment. I grab my keys, turn the lights out then leave.
As I walk out of my apartment building and carefully step down each step in my gold Steve Madden heels I see the uber that's supposed to be picking me up waiting in front. Tonight is my Aunt Rama's engagement party and I was expecting a real party. One thing I can say is Africans know how to party. Hopefully, it turns out better than that Halloween party I called myself going to last weekend.
As I make it down the last steps the backseat door of the black Nissan Altima opens and a foot wearing a white heel plants on the ground. I see those chocolate legs swing out and I already know who it is. I invited Sahara just so I wouldn't have to deal with my crazy family alone. Maybe it would distract some of my nosy, old aunts from the fact I didn't bring an actual man as my date. At twenty they were already trying to marry me off.
"Look at my mutha fuckin' best friend," I say observing her.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
