RE: This is not the title of this thread
June 8, 2012 at 2:17 am
(This post was last modified: June 8, 2012 at 2:18 am by Kayenneh.)
My terrific mom said this once (and my apologies to all who might be offended):
"What? I'm not a racist, I like negroes!"
Ah mom, she was never any good at cultural sensitivity (though she is right, she isn't a racist)..
"What? I'm not a racist, I like negroes!"
Ah mom, she was never any good at cultural sensitivity (though she is right, she isn't a racist)..

When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura