trouble loves me

[thelongerhours]

chocolate attack. tish took me to the drugstore. i was craving eggnog haagen dazs and we needed stuff. they had a 10 for $10 TOBLERONE sale. yeah. had to have it of course. on top of icecream and toffifey. i could say its stephanies fault. she turned me on to all 3. damn those european chocolates are just too good. tish's eyes grew big like saucers when i asked her to grab 10 + 4 + 1. good thing i dont put on weight. she does but shes beautiful anyway. which leads me to think she should really give herself more credit. something must have happened to make it so she doesnt. i wonder if race is part of it? not that it always has to be. but sometimes it seems like everybody wants to be whatever theyre not. as a little girl i remember wanting to be either very light, blonde, blue-green eyes, freckles... or very dark in skin, eyes, hair, with the pretty braids i saw on other kids. both appealed equally and really still does, come to think of it. i should ask her about it sometime. hopefully she wont brush me off. wouldnt be the first time someone does... which is most unfortunate. it stops from communicating without having the very thoughts and
concerns im having now. deep-rooted race bullshit is alive and well. heres to hoping that we're beyond that. as friends.