Light Skin vs. Dark Skin

So I'm pretty sure that you guys have read the title and automatically assumed that I was going to write some nonsense about how great it is to be light skinned. Then I was going to have to read a whole lot of bullshit about how being light or dark is better. Well, you're W R O N G!!! If you were headed down the route of trying to create a persuasive essay on how your skin color is better, then this is probably the first implication on how ignorant you are. Moving on.....


A couple months ago, I noticed some bullshit about Light skin vs. Dark skin.... huh??? Are these people serious??? We were putting ourselves against each other.... because the color of our skin.... hmmmmm, this sounds oddly familiar.... I think I might have heard something about it in history class..... oh yeah, I think its called racism... but technically, its not because it wasn't one race discriminating against another. It was one race discriminating against... ITSELF!!!!! I must say, we have to be the only group of people that make it harder for ourselves to progress... Why are we always mad about racism and can't get over slavery, when we do the shit to ourselves....


Lets think about it on a bigger scale.... I saw the BS on facebook... but lets face it... This generation is going to go out in the world and carry on the same beliefs..... I hate just thinking about it.... I go in for an interview, highly qualified and with a perfect resume. I think the interview goes great.... But what if I don't get hired... not because I'm a woman.... not because I'm a black Hispanic... Not because of my class level..... But because I'm too light?!?!?! So is this what we're going to resort to in the future... I'm not going to hire anyone who's skin is darker than mine.. and you aren't going to hire anyone lighter than you....Sounds like we're taking steps backwards instead of forward.....

Maybe it would've been better if God just made us all color-blind........ 

 All different shades.........

To live... you must have Purpose...

Maaaaaan.... where do I even start? Hold on, Have I even started? I guess at 22 years of age,  I have just begun Living...

For the most part, I do the things that make me happy ---> working, partying, but most of all  I absolutely LOOOOOVE spending time with my sisters!

These are definitely the realest people I know. They'll ride for me til the end. The truth for me lies within them and I have no purpose without them. So this, Ladies and Gentlemen, is where I begin my story, with my sole purpose to Love, Laugh and Live Life. This why I work so hard.. what drives and motivates me to win. To be the best. MY BABIES that aren't really babies anymore. So moving forward... this is where it all starts..... I love them....

A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life.  ~Isadora James