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Niggas can't be GAY?!

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Sometimes Niggas Gay Above is a clip that someone left discussing topic that always trends surrounding black men and boys. It appears that there is always (too much going on) to talk about anything positive involving queer presenting men. The following post was what the user said.      As a black man it never cease to annoy me the constant constraint that is put on gay men when they truly want to express themselves. But better yet, this constant bickering amongst the community that it is, in itself, justified to have these ideals. The questions always come in when this is presented. Where is the father in the household? Do they have a single mother in the household? Somebody must of touch them when they were little, right? There is always room for speculation when black men, especially dark skin black men, decide to express themselves beyond the stereotype. Beyond being the big black man, with a big dick. This hyper-sexual beast that can't control their own demons and hate towards

I'm No Longer A Virgin (W & L)

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 So, A couple days ago it was my 23rd birthday and I was excited. I had been texting this dude on and off a day or so before and I really wanted to fuck. It was something I was really into. In all honesty, I didn't really have any plans in terms of doing anything on my 23rd. I look at the same shit. But this time my friends, like most of my stories I learned a lesson in what it means to love yourself, again.........at my big age. Long story short, for context, in high school I liked this nigga. Like a bitch was OBSSESSED. I couldn't sleep, I mean a hoe ate but still. I gave my all to the obsession over this person. I later did the same in college, freshman year. I was with this guy friend, I thought to give my all to this man and still, it was not asked for. And to clarify, when I say gave my all, I just acted like a crazy person harassing him and doing childish things. I later, after scrolling the internet found out that this was called LIMERANCE (basically a tendency to ideal

Black men are the weakest link

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  It appears Black Twitter has been in uproar ever since a woman went online to show her bruised face. She made a story were she got hit with a brick by a man. One side of her face was severely bruised, as she cried in shock, in what appeared to be a hospital room. Now from her accounts, the man assaulted her, because he couldn't handle the rejection. Beyond the many redundant conversations on Twitter now known as (X), one point keeps coming up that black men do not like black women. In fact, black men hate black women and believe they should do everything in their power to change, for the black man's worth And this is an issue that seems to be supported partially by some of the responses from men on the matter. The question that needs to be asked after all of this, why do so many men not care? Well, as you can see from the videos, this is the reason they don't care. I find that this being a reason not to like the individual, would be justified. I can imagine a lot of men n

I hated the twink

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"The first time I meet someone from LA, I  regretted it"- A Sheltered Southerner, Aleco. In the Fall of 2022, I had the great "pleasure" of being accepted into the (School of Art Institute of Chicago). It was a pivotal moment for me coming from the bible belt of Hattiesburg, MS. I always grew up in the suburbs, didn't even drive and so I was happy to finally see what independence was about. Of course, I was a late bloomer and was not one of those types to just sneak out the house. Though, I did have a couple of ideal fantasies, something aligning towards a Wattpad story. In the 12 hour trip to the dorm building, I put my things up, me and my family were nervously excited about settling in. A couple of weeks before, setting up my housing, I was talking to my roommates online, creating ideas in my head of what they could look like out of boredom. I finally reach my destination were I am met inside the apartment suite, by a twink in a white dress. Of course, though

Old People Think We Stupid :/

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     "You're just a baby!" I've come to realize that I  have heard this phrase more than when I was actually a baby. It seems that I have finally reached the age of adulthood. No longer am I sucking my thumb, looking up for help. Or better yet, letting my parents pay for everything. Well, kind of, in truth I am not a person sitting upon my throne of regrets missing my childhood and resenting adulthood, at least not all the time. I find, as I navigate my life and the consequences of issues faced when not taking responsibility for like a maxed out credit card, and all those visits to the grocery store for organic chips. I mean, what is organic anyway? I just pretend to act like I know for the fun of it. And see!!! That's what it means to be grown, to get excited that you can eat overpriced chips, while also complaining the next aisle over, that they don't have their usual (two for one) on some pop tarts. This isn't all bad in the grand scheme of things.     

Paris is burning, but America is fine?

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       What is it you're looking at above you dear reader? Well, it is a screenshot from a Reddit post I made recently August 14, 2023. Now you may notice the red arrow with the 360, by the time the moderators took the post down for, what I can assume was (a post stirring up trouble) it had more people commenting after that. I must admit I didn't think everyone was going to agree with all I put in the reddit, but my God!!! Suddenly the page literally for ranting about not working was advocating for....working. Go figure, and to make matters worse, no one seemed to actually want to have a revolution. I began to realize, this (standing up to the man) is all a show. It has as much substance as celebrity worship, or cancel culture. No one is really going to fight back or stand up, because they are scared of doing so. One of the many comments, that attempted to be logical pointed out that revolution was not gonna work. And you know what would work, unions.         And sure, I mean t

I hated being black

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     "Me, (Aleco), selfie in the city (2022)"       I was never a coon, I just never felt the need to hate on my people because of certain individuals. But, I was and have always been in a position where I hated certain aspects of my blackness. It wasn't the skin tone, but it was what was expected of me because of my melanin. Now, I always believed I had an average middle-class upbringing. But with all the supposed advantages of that, I still never got over the things hurled at me simply for being black. Now I am not talking about the conversation you get from your parents when they teach you about proper procedure just in case the police come at you. No, I am talking about the issues I wish black boys/men got growing up about their femininity, self-image, and much more.       In the beginning , I was born Oct 16, 2000. Meaning I am basically Generation Z but also somewhat a Millennial. And growing up in the 2000s was interesting for numerous reasons. There was so many gr