Lover | Writer
My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions.
I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality.
And it will be the death of me.
A lot of black women date outside their race for the sake of having “exotic, beautiful, mixed” children. Or they don’t like black men.
"I just like what I like" which is fine. But that doesn’t take from fact that you just said you want your children to have curly hair, green eyes and a fair complexion and you can’t stand black men.
I don’t understand that self-hate shit. I never will. I see way too much of it.