Why it had to be a black man though?
F*ck ebola, just insert heat sensitive explosives inside a replica fat white azz, parachute drop them sh*ts over majority black countries and watch black men kill themselves 
F*ck ebola, just insert heat sensitive explosives inside a replica fat white azz, parachute drop them sh*ts over majority black countries and watch black men kill themselves 
oh shyt, the bytch is also missing a hand
This does spark a serious question. What will a phat ass allow a dude to overlook?
a few are...
- face beauty
-education
-wealth



That's gotta be so rough.I wonder how she got burned. My daddy is a burn victim and it took him a while to recover physically and psychologically (luckily he didn't come across too many idiots). He's found happiness so it's nice to see someone so young seemingly happy under these circumstances.
i would hate to experience thatThat's gotta be so rough.i would hate to experience that
Hopefully the stem cell research they're doing for burn victims leads to some really good breakthroughsThe thing is, it happened when I was five/six. I remember him being in the hospital for what seemed like forever. I was a daddy's girl so I was so excited the day my mom told me he was finally home from the hospital. Unfortunately, at that age, I was not prepared to see a burn victim still healing (by Dad is dark skinned but he hadn't gotten his color back). In my five/six year old eyes, he looked like a monster. I literally screamed, ran out the house, and refused to come back home for weeks (I stayed with my aunt, but my mom eventually made me come back home). For weeks while I was there, I would cry and scream if I thought he was coming near the room that I had locked myself in (I refused to come out if I had to see him).
Even when his skin grew back, he had to wear what looked like a medical ski mask when we went outside and it took me a while to not be weirded out by that or have kids at my school look at him funny. He's all healed but his mouth is permanently disfigured (bubbled up like a brand) and he is missing fingers and etc. I remember being like 12 and having him ask if I was embarrassed of him.
As an adult, all I can think about is how much that probably hurt my father to the core. It's makes me sad to know that I hurt my father's feelings (even if I was just a child). I love him though and he would do anything for me. He would literally go to hell and fight the devil for me, and he'd win (as he always tells me).
That's why this thread is so trashy. She has probably been through so much, not just with the public but probably her own family who has had to adjust. Again, I'm happy that she has found happiness. Sadden by this thread though.
*texts Daddy*
pretty sure there are burn victims with white husbands. just like blob obese overweight women who can't even get out of bed have white husbands.Why it had to be a black man though?F*ck ebola, just insert heat sensitive explosives inside a replica fat white azz, parachute drop them sh*ts over majority black countries and watch black men kill themselves
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The thing is, it happened when I was five/six. I remember him being in the hospital for what seemed like forever. I was a daddy's girl so I was so excited the day my mom told me he was finally home from the hospital. Unfortunately, at that age, I was not prepared to see a burn victim still healing (by Dad is dark skinned but he hadn't gotten his color back). In my five/six year old eyes, he looked like a monster. I literally screamed, ran out the house, and refused to come back home for weeks (I stayed with my aunt, but my mom eventually made me come back home). For weeks while I was there, I would cry and scream if I thought he was coming near the room that I had locked myself in (I refused to come out if I had to see him).
Even when his skin grew back, he had to wear what looked like a medical ski mask when we went outside and it took me a while to not be weirded out by that or have kids at my school look at him funny. He's all healed but his mouth is permanently disfigured (bubbled up like a brand) and he is missing fingers and etc. I remember being like 12 and having him ask if I was embarrassed of him.
As an adult, all I can think about is how much that probably hurt my father to the core. It's makes me sad to know that I hurt my father's feelings (even if I was just a child). I love him though and he would do anything for me. He would literally go to hell and fight the devil for me, and he'd win (as he always tells me).
That's why this thread is so trashy. She has probably been through so much, not just with the public but probably her own family who has had to adjust. Again, I'm happy that she has found happiness. Sadden by this thread though.
*texts Daddy*
