Dear Black Boys

Dear Black Boys

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Dear Black Boys, SUPRISE! We are not all like that, matter of fact we are better than that stereotype you continue to put us on. We are not bitter, we are not loud, and we are not stupid. We are hardworking, ambitious, and smart. Dear Black Men, the more you go around saying "white woman are better" or "black woman have an attitude all the time", makes this generations black boys think they not only want a white woman, but need a white woman. It's okay to go around and try some milk with your coffee but it's not okay to disrespect us, especially when your mother is black.
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