I meant to say this in the other post, but whatever:
I'm in love. With the perfect black man. He has a Nigerian name that I can't fully pronounce. I love him. He's such a tool.
In a way, he reminds me...
of Nixon.
Oh yes. I said it.
Only, he does not love me back. But he humors me.
But one day...
He will be mine.
:)
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