When I was younger I used to like a lot of boys all of different race.
People told me they didn't like me and never would because of my skin color.
Of course I could have done the reasonable thing and told them to fuck off but no, I walked away like it didn't faze me but deep inside I know it did.
These people are the same insignificant people who are trying to be my friend now.
These people may or may not be important in the future but then again why should I care when they treated me like shit just because I was of different race or because I was darker.
They made me angry I talked to my mom about it , she said the most inspiring and beautiful words: black is beautiful baby all shades. I knew she was right I just wanted everyone else to believe that sadly I know people will never change because that is just how the human race is.( yep that's right people I have no hope for the human race)
