You’re a gross blackmans. When you shout out your calls whenever I walk by, it first made me nervous. Then I just ignored you, and very soon after, realized you just don’t have a brain in your big nappy head. What is it that makes a darkie lose his mind every time I walk by? I see some other girls walk by you and you drag your knuckles and grunt, but I come around and you all but leap in front of traffic.

A little experiment. Thin cotton leggings perhaps? The shortest eye contact ever, accompanied with a scoff, and something you want to press rewind so you can see one more time. An... Show more