#TBT I didn’t move to LA to be a modeling agent. I moved to LA for my dream to become a comedian and to have my own show. Being a modeling agent gave me great connections. I was signed with Madonna’s talent agency and through them I got casted to have my own show! Needless to say I was swimming in money. Being a coon pays well…and I was paid very well dahling lol. I filmed a few pilot clips for them to shop around. While I was waiting they gave me a shit load of more money to live on lol. During this time I started to get more interested in the world around me. After the Trayvon Martin case I lost it. The Revolutionary fire that my parents put inside me ignited again. I started to relive the death of my High school friend who was killed by a pig all over again. I snapped! I started protesting, marching, organizing, and reading. I didn’t hear back about the pilot but I didn’t care cause i was so into the revolution. A week after I got back from Ferguson I got a call. It was my talent agent. She told me the show got picked up by Disney. She said they did background on me and wanted me to delete all my videos go back to my slave name and pretend like that part of my life never happened. If anyone asked about it to just say I was suffering from depression or bipolar or some shit. I hung up the phone and blocked her number. I literally hung up on a dream that I’ve had since I was a child. Ever since I saw Chris Rock host the 1999 MTV awards this is all I ever wanted to do. It was the best decision of my life and I’ve never looked back…until recently. My mother’s bday is coming up. I used to buy her the most amazing bday and mothers day gifts. Shoes, bags, jewelry, perfume, apple tech. I mean you name it I bought it for her. I don’t miss the money but I do miss being able to help my mom out whenever she needed. I do miss sending her flowers. I do miss treating my mother like the Queen that she is. I can’t get you anything this year mommie. I know you don’t fully agree with my Revolutionary stance. I hope you know I can’t buy you David Yurman but I’m fighting like hell for your freedom. Love you mommie.