Exactly one year ago, I thought….
I don’t really like niggas. That’s the problem.
No one ever has it completely. They’re always missing something. Mostly, I’m just… not attracted.
People are funny looking. And I’m not saying I’m gorgeous, but there’s that one thing that throws a person off that you don’t notice until you get close. I’m afraid of that thing. I’m afraid of having it and of seeing it.
Today I think…
Maybe it’s not that that person isn’t attractive, but if they aren’t the one you picture yourself spending the rest of your days with, it might look out. It might be a sign.