February 2012
12 posts
I have realized that I find it hard to trust some people. I do want my personal space. I’m not that into touching and hugging a lot. I only think that I would want hugs from the guy I like and even then I might want it to be limited.
An open letter to a friend.
So I just wanted to tell you this because I think about what I like now and how my past experiences and people from my past has shaped me.
Now I’m an English major. In high school, I participated in debate. I like to read dark, sarcastic and ironic literature. All those things you more or less like to do. I haven’t talked to you so long and if we end up not talking again and losing...
I feel as though you perpetuate this superiority complex of whites. Just because you are white do you really think that you know better, do you really think that you have the better vernacular, accent, know the better way to say things. Even if I’m wrong don’t pick up that tone with me. I wonder if your mom ever slapped you because that tone is certainly asking for it.
I used to see you as someone respectable, someone who could I could speak to on the same personal level and you would understand. Now you are nothing, but childish. I see who the real you is and it is disappointing. How can you call yourself mature when you constantly acts in ways that break down that facade.
Whenever I'm at a place I think is cool, I think...