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What Shipping Richonne Taught Me About Racism - Black Girl Nerds
And don’t want to be spoiled, consider this your warning. That existence said, I idea I’d take a happening from celebrating and “in your face-ing” to lastly occurrence organizing my thoughts on all the nasty, complex ways I’ve had to grapple with racism as a Richonne shipper. I’m happy as hell, and have been people in shipper paradise ever since the Richonne spoilers first leaked ’bout a workweek ago. parting night on , Rick and Michonne eventually got together, and I can just believe it myself. Where did that consort of angels come from and why are they singing?