The Roots and Erykah Badu, individually, are fundamental elements.
Asking for nudes, especially from someone you haven’t had sex with yet, on a scale of one to sexual predator would probably score you a solid Stevie J.
I wish I was writing to you from a place charged with an impassioned call to arms. I want nothing more than to have the answers. Or even just the right questions. But I'm empty-handed. And numb.
With my real friends being in various locations between Texas and Philadelphia, I’d had to get creative in my search for social consistency. Twitter was that consistency.