“I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.”

I went out with this kid a few times but stopped cause he was illiterate and was also going out with this other girl. We weren’t exclusive so I didn’t really care that he went on dates with someone else except for the fact that she called him her boyfriend. Needless to say, I stopped talking to him. But like, the girl who’s white says the N word all the time and I think he thought it was cute and funny. His friends say it too. Like pause. You’re a Lord of the Rings lookin dude from Cape fucking Cod. Check yourself. You and your team are crusty. White people that say the N word are crusty. In general, if you hear a non black person say the N word and say nothing, you are crusty. So nowadays whenever I wonder what could have been, I remember that he’s a 25 year old man with two bachelors degrees that doesn’t know how to spell and says nothing when his white friends say the N word and then I feel better because I don’t fuck with ignorance and clearly that’s what he is suffering from. Especially since he didn’t realize I was a dime til after I left. Ha I’m kidding about the last part but no really he’s an idiot. Cause if that’s what your friends say out in the open, who knows what he says behind closed doors when he’s not a friendly white man taking a black girl to the movies

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perfect day with my perfect man
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topsy turvy

After spending the last few hours in dressing rooms I’ve come to the conclusion that the quality of my life would increase exponentially if I had thinner thighs.

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I love fashion. I love clothes. I love everything about getting dressed. It sucks when what you love the most also hurts you too. The clothes I want to wear look good on skinny people. Jeans don’t fit over my thighs. And it’s not a matter of love the skin you’re in and you’ll look good in everything, because I do love myself for the most part. It’s just a very annoying observation that’s always been true for me. But yeah, I’m not gonna lie, I’d love to be skinny. Would love, love, love more than anything to be skinny. To never have to worry about something not fitting, or not looking good. I just want the person I want to be and the person I see myself as to match what I see in the mirror.

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I’ve been getting told a lot lately that I have a very symmetrical face. I see it now
March 2, 2014

The first I ever cried because of a boy.

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