Beyoncé was in my dream last night and I screamed and cried of happiness and I just wanted to shake her hand even though I am unworthy and that&rsquo;s exactly how she looked at me. Unworthy white people. But I still shook her hand.

Beyoncé was in my dream last night and I screamed and cried of happiness and I just wanted to shake her hand even though I am unworthy and that’s exactly how she looked at me. Unworthy white people. But I still shook her hand.