If you think Black People Meet is racist, you
- Are probably a white person and need to reevaluate your worldview.
- Need to understand that when every single dating site is saturated with arbitrary, presumptuous, and actually racist nonsense like “Anglo 4 Anglo,” there is only so much assault a person can take before they just throw their hands up and go somewhere where they feel wanted. Arbitrary because, not that this argument needs to be made to whoever my audience on here is, limiting yourself to potential boning partners because of the color of someone’s skin is so unreasonable and irrational that the best case scenario is that it’s just a random confine you’re picking out of a hat. “I won’t date… uh… it says ‘anyone with bangs?’ Fuck, and I thought I was attracted to Scream 3 era Courtney Cox! Darn. Better get on my way with internalizing this completely bizarre judgement call. God forbid I bring someone with bangs to Thanksgiving.” Presumptuous because no one wants your dumpy pale ass anyway. Listen, I’m not hear to judge you on your preferred aesthetics. Personally, I refuse to date the vast majority of people who wear sunglass on the reg. But to go out of your way to publicize that you are so appalled by the idea of someone of color messaging you instead of just, I don’t know, exercising your free will and not responding to people you aren’t attracted to, is actually racist and most shocking in its ubiquitousness. The only reason Black People Meet exists is because black people have been so exiled by virtually every other dating site that they feel the need to form a community where they can at least eliminate being discriminated against from the equation. Where, if nothing else, because obviously not all black people are clones of one another nor are only open to dating other black people like the site my imply, there is a commonality of experience. Being able to say, “Damn, white people sometimes, you know?” in a space with other humans who implicitly understand on a visceral level everything being communicated in that “you know?” is exclusionary and casts a wide net, but sometimes, eh, white people, you know?!
This post is brought to you courtesy of the guy who messages me on Grindr every couple of months and asks me what my ethnicity is and follows that up with “oh, sorry, not into Hispanic” despite that I have a profile picture and am too cute for him anyway. I’ll be taking all your Selena records, now.
DREAM DATE: take me to barnes and noble, give me $500, leave.
DREAM DATE: Take me to LUSH, give me $500, leave.
DREAM DATE: Give me $500 dollars. Leave.
DREAM DATE: Paypal me $500. Never be physically within 100 miles of me.
very fucking creepy. I searched mine and it was there, my house, my parents, everything. bless this post, I removed my shit.
Yeah, I lost my fucking shit when I first found out about this site. Signal boosting for privacy.
im a catch.
how come i havent been caught yet?
I will never not reblog this, because this is my life.
all the cute ones are gay
How do people end up in relationship after relationship after relationship and I can’t find a single person to even find me remotely interesting for a solid ten seconds?
This is a real question.
Hard on Hoes: Bathroom Edition
OHHHHHHH, I like this. Everybody wins.
well, here’s a thing
oh my god
oh my god
do u ever look back at all the boys you’ve ever liked and then realized that they all have a common feature but you dont know what it is
yeah, they all don’t like me
oh my god
I can’t wait till the next time I’m intimate with someone.
Not even in regards to sex.
I just want to be touched and held and feel like it means something.
This chair. This chair. This chair. This chair. This chair. This chair. This chair. This chair.