Well I was informed recently though an associate that a guy that I was cool with (and was sexing on a regular basis) wanted to date me. While everything was on the up and up, he states that the only reason why he can't date me was because of the complexion that I have. It seems that he favors caramel skin over dark chocolate.
*record scratch* WHAT IN THE FOUR SIDES OF HELL OF AN EXCUSE IS THIS??? IS A NEGRO THAT DAMN CLOSED MINDED THESE DAYS TO BE HUNG UP OVER COLOR???
I kept my cool when I found this out, even laughed about it with a couple of friends. In the back of my mind, all I kept asking was this one question: If I am not dating material, why do you continue to keep screwing me? Ooh that's right - all 'kitties' are still pink. So as long as the kitty stays pink he will continue to keep coming back. Sorry er'hole, the gate is closed.
Yes, I am dark-skinned. Hell my father was black like charcoal and my mom is caramel. I was taught that love sees no color because you went by the person's personality and how that person made you feel when you are around them. I am glad that I did not develop any major feeling towards him or else it would have been really ugly.
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