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Being Alone, Family, and Future: Daughter of Honduran immigrants is now pursuing a career in medicine at Harvard University! Repost @karlaaaxoxo: "My grind comes from seeing my mother, a TPS recipient from Honduras, struggle and sacrifice everything so that I could have a better life. Witnessing her pain, tears, sacrifice, effort, hardwork every single day while she still sustained her elegance, dignity, and character as a woman filled me with admiration of her. Una luchadora! I never saw her laying in bed feeling sorry for herself, never complained, always smiled and rose her head high! Despite all the odds stacked against her, her strength and ability to push HARDER than how she started fuels me. NEVER in my life will I ever allow anyone to classify me & my future through stereotypes & statistics! I wasn't born with a shining crown nor was anything ever given to me in a silver platter, no one in my family even attended a university let alone pursue a carrier in medicine and none still don't even speak English but through my circumstances in life coming from nothing. I'd be damned to settle for anything less than great! Mi mami broke chains, left Honduras to give me a better future. I raise my voice loud and proud to those who's family migrated so we can graduate, the minority, the underdogs, to those who fight against all odds daily, the ones who are breaking chains, those who were seen to never even have a future & instantly labeled to become another statistic GUESS WHAT! We have become men and women with a vision, educated, far from the norm, we have become people determined to influence & change the world." ExtendTPS HereToStay ImmigrantsMakeAmericaGreat Health4All stayloud
Being Alone, Family, and Future: Daughter of Honduran immigrants
 is now pursuing a career in medicine
 at Harvard University!
Repost @karlaaaxoxo: "My grind comes from seeing my mother, a TPS recipient from Honduras, struggle and sacrifice everything so that I could have a better life. Witnessing her pain, tears, sacrifice, effort, hardwork every single day while she still sustained her elegance, dignity, and character as a woman filled me with admiration of her. Una luchadora! I never saw her laying in bed feeling sorry for herself, never complained, always smiled and rose her head high! Despite all the odds stacked against her, her strength and ability to push HARDER than how she started fuels me. NEVER in my life will I ever allow anyone to classify me & my future through stereotypes & statistics! I wasn't born with a shining crown nor was anything ever given to me in a silver platter, no one in my family even attended a university let alone pursue a carrier in medicine and none still don't even speak English but through my circumstances in life coming from nothing. I'd be damned to settle for anything less than great! Mi mami broke chains, left Honduras to give me a better future. I raise my voice loud and proud to those who's family migrated so we can graduate, the minority, the underdogs, to those who fight against all odds daily, the ones who are breaking chains, those who were seen to never even have a future & instantly labeled to become another statistic GUESS WHAT! We have become men and women with a vision, educated, far from the norm, we have become people determined to influence & change the world." ExtendTPS HereToStay ImmigrantsMakeAmericaGreat Health4All stayloud

Repost @karlaaaxoxo: "My grind comes from seeing my mother, a TPS recipient from Honduras, struggle and sacrifice everything so that I could...

Benadryl, Bless Up, and Fall: u/Em3PO 6d i.redd.it l give you the cutest photo I've ever taken of my pup. U might date someone that is truly a nice person. Kind. Sweet. Sex game level = demon from hell who came to ruin u for all future partners πŸ€—. U feel me? Generous. Funny. But y'all fight. Y'all have discord. Y'all ain't on the same page. Y'all struggle. Y'all have them long text fights where u feel like a lawyer in a Brooks Brother suit in a federal courtroom but really u just on your West Elm sectional with the slightly busted leg leaning a lil bit while your dog keep you company and u furiously typing texts till your thumbs fall off while shoving scoops of your second Halo Top pint into your mouth. U love this person, but u hate them. There is no balance. Any small thing they do that is inconsiderate or could be construed to be so, u wil out and wanna kill them. What I've realized is, people are like food. If u have a nut allergy, u gon fuck around and eat a peanut and damn near suffocate and die a miserable, painful death. Someone who's not allergic gon eat that same peanut and be enriched and nutrified (yes I made that word up, deal with it πŸ€—). U feel me? Same food is toxic to one person and beneficial to another. The bottom line is, that person isn't arsenic - they ain't poison to all living creatures - they might just be poison to YOU because y'all ain't on the same page, were never on the same page, and never gon get on the same page (despite how hard y'all tried.) These are good people who u gotta block on all platforms and move on witchoe life because communication of any type gon fuck yo life up and u just gotta realize that not only can u not handle them by the handful, even one (1) nut could kill u πŸ˜‚. Aight? Let that nut find another home. Her next partner might derive great benefit from that nut. Or he'll die a miserable death with four Epi Pens jammed into his thighs and 20 Benadryl in his system but if that's the case, it was his time 😒. YALL BE SAFE OUT THERE!! Bless up πŸ˜πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
Benadryl, Bless Up, and Fall: u/Em3PO 6d i.redd.it
 l give you the cutest photo I've ever taken of
 my pup.
U might date someone that is truly a nice person. Kind. Sweet. Sex game level = demon from hell who came to ruin u for all future partners πŸ€—. U feel me? Generous. Funny. But y'all fight. Y'all have discord. Y'all ain't on the same page. Y'all struggle. Y'all have them long text fights where u feel like a lawyer in a Brooks Brother suit in a federal courtroom but really u just on your West Elm sectional with the slightly busted leg leaning a lil bit while your dog keep you company and u furiously typing texts till your thumbs fall off while shoving scoops of your second Halo Top pint into your mouth. U love this person, but u hate them. There is no balance. Any small thing they do that is inconsiderate or could be construed to be so, u wil out and wanna kill them. What I've realized is, people are like food. If u have a nut allergy, u gon fuck around and eat a peanut and damn near suffocate and die a miserable, painful death. Someone who's not allergic gon eat that same peanut and be enriched and nutrified (yes I made that word up, deal with it πŸ€—). U feel me? Same food is toxic to one person and beneficial to another. The bottom line is, that person isn't arsenic - they ain't poison to all living creatures - they might just be poison to YOU because y'all ain't on the same page, were never on the same page, and never gon get on the same page (despite how hard y'all tried.) These are good people who u gotta block on all platforms and move on witchoe life because communication of any type gon fuck yo life up and u just gotta realize that not only can u not handle them by the handful, even one (1) nut could kill u πŸ˜‚. Aight? Let that nut find another home. Her next partner might derive great benefit from that nut. Or he'll die a miserable death with four Epi Pens jammed into his thighs and 20 Benadryl in his system but if that's the case, it was his time 😒. YALL BE SAFE OUT THERE!! Bless up πŸ˜πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

U might date someone that is truly a nice person. Kind. Sweet. Sex game level = demon from hell who came to ruin u for all future partners πŸ€—...