had a conversation with a friend spring semester that went something like this:
him: so like are you getting any motion
me: …what
him: are you getting motion hello
me: i am a black woman at a pwi
him: so? *insert lightskinned black friend* gets hella motion and you’re just as attractive as her.
me: let me rephrase—i’m a darkskinned* black woman at a pwi
him: i still don’t get it
me: …
like what do i say to that
i was having such a wonderful night until my brain decided to remind me that a year ago today, i walked in on my parents.
brb while i go st*b my eyes out
so i was like “let me be a good person and put her phone in her room for her so she doesn’t miss her physical therapy. she’s def asleep it’s 2am”
she was most definitely not asleep
and before somebody asks why i didn’t knock, it was the middle of the night & i saw my mom’s phone on the hallway table & i knew she needed her alarm for the next morning
i get so deeply saddened when my celebrity crushes end up with somebody that isn’t a black woman
definitely because of my insecurities but anyways yeah
realized i have a thing for blondes after i met jj maybank
not dissing anybody else (cause they’re all hot) but GYATTTTT the things i wanna do to him wow