Why I Need to Stop Going After White Boys
I went to a pub with a friend, It was a Wednesday and 40% off appetizers, Because we both know we are not paying full price for that shit. We were talking about Angel from the tv show Pose , He said that I was similar to her, specifically around white boys. I don’t know, I have always been fond of them. They are sooo…… normative. They walk the street like there is no care in the world, it just turns me on. He told me jokingly that “I needed to stop going after them.'' Though just for humor, I really thought about it. For most of my life, I thought if white men desired me, that would be the end goal. I would have reached the pinnacle of desirability, Run through a hill where the bright green grass is up to my knee. We can run together holding hands and lay down next to each other as the sunsets. That was never the case, white boys saw me as a spectacle. I am fabulous on a stage or pole, but ugly when walking on the sidewalk. A person to desire at 3am as they ar