Pardonne-moi Seigneur parce que j’ai échoué. Tu m’as donné et tu m’as repris. Pardonne moi de pleurer parce que je n’ai pas compris.
At this point, I don’t know what to believe. I don’t know if it’s worth fighting for. I don’t even know if it’s worth writing about … I only have one certainty : Haiti is once again violated by the omnipotent western supremacy, and his sons are accomplices !
she is an entrepreneur, a disabled black women, but she can teach you a thing g or two about beauty
Haiti, the real land of Freedom. Why you should go deeper than Donald Trump’s statement
Let me vent and scream my disagreements with those artists who perpetuate the dictatorship of the American visa, selling the dream that defines success by your ability to perform in a little bar in Brooklyn and thus far minimize the work of those who are able to fill a room at carrefour and make an entire youth dance.