Thursday, September 29, 2011

Loser.

Maybe I should just do as expected and marry a black guy because obviously I'm not good enough for anyone else. Evidently, guys in my school are the rare ones who'll actually date mixed girls, but everywhere else, oh heellll no! Heaven forbid, when there is nothing fucking different about me except having a tan all year. How dare I be just the tiniest bit darker than everyone else. I'm not ghetto, I'm not uneduacted, or poor. I'm fucking stuck up, smart as fuck, and upper-middle class. So fuck you, you country ass, bull-riding hick. I can obviously do better, and you aren't that good looking anyways.

Not talking about Jordan, but Joe. Honestly, it's rare for people to be like that anymore that I didn't even consider it to be an option. Thank god the kids in my town are so open minded, otherwise I'd be a miserable wreck all the time. Worst thing about this is that I have no one I can really talk to about how much this hurt me, because it's so fucking embarrassing. And I keep thinking that if I was skinny it wouldn't matter if I'm half black. It sucks, when you only want to date white boys and you don't know if they;ll accept you or not. I hate the Midwest. I lost a friend over this, because her slutty ass decides that she wants to date him. Cool. Fucking awesome. Even if we aren't best friends anymore, that's pretty shitty. Fucking bitch. I told her not to talk to me anymore. I can't eat. I can't breathe. I don't want to do anything but cry but no tears will come. This is something I can't change, not like my weight or hair or clothes or personality... There is a foundation to be built off of, and when that foundation is is shitty to begin with, there's nothing you can do to fix it. Half of my foundation is shitty, but obviously that's enough to be a complete deal breaker.

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