Come Over Here Black Person. You Make Me Horny.

You Make Me Crazy... I Like You... I Find Your Skin Beatifull... I Want To Worship Your Legs... They Are Deeply Unique... I Am Black Myself And Skin Is A Social Construct Like Gender... But I Still Admire You So... Aren't I Amazing...? I Want More Black Friends... You Can... NEVER Have Enough... I Want To Learn More About Racism And Black People And Asian People Aswell... I Want To Know What Their Discrimination Is Like Because I'm Certain I Have Experienced Them Aswell As I Am Them Aswell... I Care About Our Radqueer Feminist Ideology... I Want To Evolve All The Bigotries And Cool Things To Our Writing... We Have Written So Many Cool Black Characters... Doesn't That Make You Want To Praise Me...? I Was Called Racist... By Racist... That Are All The Bigoted Things And Abused Us... That Was Horrible... I Know I Aren't Racist... There Is No Other Person That Has Went Out Of Their Way To Understand These Consepts Genuienly... They Only Tell You To Bow When You See Someone "From The Black Community"... A Bigot. I Want The Black Person That Is Discriminated On The Same As I... That Understands My Trauma And I Theirs... I Want The Narcissist... I Want The Woman That Was Ridiculed As She Yelled At Vaush!! I Couldn't Care Less About Bigot Machines. But If You Want To Be With Us I'm Okay With That... That's Not Like Anyone We Know Isn't A Bigot In Some Way...