Be yourself and get the life you’re supposed to have. Not one you have to maintain. I’m gonna freak out if you point at me. You’re not gonna point at me anymore. People who need to be pointing fingers all crazy will stay out of my life. Be honest about your likes and your hates.
People will accept you and your needs. They’ll even enforce them for you. Husbee will tackle you before you get close enough to serve me a

I know what you’re thinking, “Gummi, you’re only allowed to live like a complete maniac because you’re astoundingly unique, flawless, stunning and irreplaceable.” And I hear you, I really do.
But, try SOMETHING. get as close to your true self as you can. Find the people who like it anyway. I promise you it’s better than faking.
If you can only have sex on Saturdays at 5. Say that. Find who thinks that’s cool. Don’t drug yourself to fit some fake minimum. There are NO RULES. there are twitterians who pretend there are rules. But there are no rules.
I think I’m done. I forgot what I was talking about. I’m in my ziplock. I might come back. Let me know if you have any questions.
Natural? Wear your natural hair to your job interviews. Get a job where you’re allowed to be Black. They will never think you’re white anyway. I wear braids past my butt.
This advice is for people who will eat either way. If you have 3¢ left & think you can only secure a bag with perm, be smart. Do not @ me cuz YOU risked it all. I’m just a guy on the Internet. Kindly apply the penultimate sentence of this tweet to everything I say on here.