reverse racism
as someone whose neighbours (in the 'hood, no less) think she has an endless supply of white boys, i feel a little bad that the only moments in my life i feel real fear are walking through wealthy, white neighbourhoods when the trees that provide shade all day do nothing but cast shadows, darkening the night. i'm only ever afraid for my life when i feel trapped in large groups of white people. i start looking around surreptitiously, needing to ensure nobody looks hungry.
walk good.
2 Comments:
I wanna eat you up, but that's not quite the same I think.
gross!!!! leave that nastiness off the public domain and in your bed domain in the hood
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