I'm such a pansy... started welling up when I read this story. It's easy to find tales of spite and hatred toward newly branded fagalas. This is evidence that tolerence is working. And it's god damned beautiful thing.
Growing up Black already makes you "different." Try growing up Black, listening to alternative music, having friends of all different backgrounds, and wearing clothes that actually fit. Then turn into a gay boy who likes to wear clothes that fit even better. It's dangerous being a queer oreo; color me imperiled.
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