i clapped along, not even going to try to hide it

“My theatre department is doing a Princess and superhero pancake breakfast with little kids to raise money for our plays. I’m mixed and I was afraid that I wasn’t going to be able to be a princess because of skin color,but when my director came to me and asked me if I wanted to be Tiana I cried happy tears. I’ve been making my dress for 2 weeks straight and I’m so excited.”


so skilled

Being racially ambiguous is such a weird thing.

Depending on what I wear, I somehow switch races. Put a flower on my hair and somehow I’m Hawaiian??? Puts on hoop earrings and suddenly I’m a mixed Latina??? If I braid my hair into one plait, then magically I’m Native American??? What?

Because I literally get confused for everything under the sun, I feel like a weird alien with no place, because I look like I don’t even belong to my own culture. As a result, people in my own culture push me into other cultures. It’s frustrating and confusing. I don’t feel like I have a place.