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Funny how it works with white kids though. It’s dope to be black until it’s hard to be black.
people like us in situations like this become hashtags, but they rarely get justice.
Does it matter though? He didn’t deserve to die.
‘Sometimes you can do everything right and things will still go wrong. The key is to never stop doing right.’”
he got tired of choosing between lights and food.
Drugs come from somewhere, and they’re destroying our community,” he says. “You got folks like Brenda, who think they need them to survive, and then you got the Khalils, who think they need to sell them to survive. The Brendas can’t get jobs unless they’re clean, and they can’t pay for rehab unless they got jobs. When the Khalils get arrested for selling drugs, they either spend most of their life in prison, another billion-dollar industry, or they have a hard time getting a real job and probably start selling drugs again.
That’s the hate they’re giving us, baby, a system designed against us. That’s Thug Life.”
unless you’re in his shoes, don’t judge him. It’s easier to fall into that life than it is to stay outta it, especially in a situation like his.
At an early age I learned that people make mistakes, and you have to decide if their mistakes are bigger than your love for them.”
if the good outweighs the bad, keep Hailey in your life, baby.” That might be the problem. A lot of the good stuff is from the past. The Jonas Brothers, High School Musical, our shared grief. Our friendship is based on memories. What do we have now? “What if the good doesn’t outweigh the bad?” I ask. “Then let her go,” Momma says. “And if you keep her in your life and she keeps doing the bad, let her go.
Sometimes things will go wrong—” “But the key is to keep doing right.”
He said Thug Life stood for “The Hate U Give Little Infants Fucks Everybody.” We did all that stuff last night because we were pissed, and it fucked all of us. Now we have to somehow un-fuck everybody.
but I don’t have to wait around for her to change. I can let go.
A li’l damaged, but alive. I’m gon’ try something different with them. Putting them in new soil can be like hitting a reset button.”
I can’t change where I come from or what I’ve been through, so why should I be ashamed of what makes me, me? That’s like being ashamed of myself.
