I hate that my parents are homophobic and racist. Why can’t they see that everyone deserves to be treated as equals. I guess my opinions don’t matter. I love Obama and his ideals, but we can’t speak of him in my house. I love my parents and they love me, but I wonder if they’ll ever truly see me for me.
The routine:
Chandler’s dance:
The flirting dance:
Cornrows’ dance:
How to put a baby to sleep dance:
