SHOUT OUT to all them POC queer girls…..like y'all must have it real fucking rough. Cause you get shit for being female, you get shit for being POC, you get shit for being LGBT. So this is a shout out to all of you. You are real and you are valid. I love all of you cause I cannot possibly imagine the struggle you all go through.
Yeah, some say I got the hood sanitized
They only scandalized, they ain’t never seen Hispanic guys
Without smackin’ their wives or packin’ knives,
Or havin’ real lives. I went online just to analyze
The rate of crime up in Washington Heights?
Yo the crime rate’s twice as high on the Upper East Side
[No!] Yeah! That shit was astoundin’ to me. I ain’t
Never seen no slangin’ or bangin’ in Woody Allen movies
Do me a favor, set the beef to the side
Is it alright for me to rep my people with pride?
Kids to see Latinos in a positive light?
For tourists to ride up to Washington Heights
Without lockin’ they car doors tight? Maybe buyin’
A piragua from the guy, you know, the man on the side of
Riverside Drive, and seein’ life through his eyes, he’s just
Like you and I, he’s just tryin’ to get by, he’s just
Tryin’ to move up and out and get in here
I’m tired of the stereotypes
Black girls are
I’m tired of the hair hate
I’m tired of the skin hate
Like we’re on opposing teams…
I’m tired of the hate for liking out of race
“Black guys”(Who sometimes don’t even want us)
And forever wondering if said guy will even like us back
I’m tired of being told I can’t be
“ A geek”
“Good at school”
“Or a Queen”
Or can’t have
“A stable family”
“Drama free love life”
“Normalcy of any sort”
Or I can’t like
Anything other than Rap/R&B
I’m tired of the names and things said
“White girl in a black girls body”
“I don’t date black girls”
“You’re pretty for a black girl”
“You talk/act white”
“You’re not like the rest”
“I like chocolate”
“You’re my Nubian princess” (Like we are food or a prize to be won)
I’m so tired
…. Of constantly trying to prove myself
….. Always explaining myself
….. Trying to keep my voice down
….. Being too dark
…… Or too light
…… Steering away from stereotypes
….. Being treated like less than
….. “No I don’t have kids” “Nit currently or planning to be pregnant”
….. “No you cannot touch my hair”
….. Yes I live with both my mom and dad
…… “Nubian princess”
….. Keeping my hands to myself in a store so I don’t get accused of stealing
…… Social media and News representation
…… Being a fetish
…… Being wary of cops when I’ve done nothing wrong
…… Knuckling under
…… Black on black hate
……. EVERY THING ELSE
I’m so tired of fighting
My skin color and hair does not, has not, and will not ever represent me.
I am in touch with my black and Haitian roots but none of it defines me unless I say it does.
No matter I do or say people will still see me that way. I’m so tired of people not even seeing who I am but what they perceive me to be solely based on my skin.
I’m so very tired, BUT, too many people (men, women, and people of every race) have fought too long, prayed too hard, and died too often for us to GIVE UP because we’re TIRED! No, this is when we push even harder, because if we’re tired so are they, but now we have one foot in the door ^3^
Part 1: Never do this, but when I walked in the bathroom a very hot, youngish Hispanic guy was at the urinal taking a piss-I walk up super close behind him, look at his junk and then at his face. No sooner than I was in the stall and he was coming in the next one over fully hard.
I just had a “client” call to inquire about my rates, and then tell me I didn’t have “the type of body” for my rates while trying to tell me he still wanted to fuck me to fulfill his fantasies in the future. At first I started letting my neurotic insecurities take over, started noticing the extra pound I gained, examining breakouts from weeks ago, things that he doesn’t even know or see.
Then I got some sense back into me, and reverse searched his number.
Research Stalking: ON
LOL, it’s a bald, middle aged, Hispanic guy living in the hood projects of Los Angeles with 2-3 kids from different baby mama’s. The rusting bucket car in his profile is worth less than my hourly rate.
I sent back “My especially positive reviews online are good indicators that I clearly have an upscale clientele base that deem my figure "worthy”. Unfortunately for you, I only cater to a very selective caliber of men who are successful in life. I’m sorry to hear that you certainly don’t qualify to be part of the lifestyle I cater to. It’s one thing to be poor, it’s another to be bitter about it. I wish you luck in your search for a girl that you MIGHT be able to afford, and who you won’t feel so threatened by simply because women are out of your reach. There’s no need to discuss a future meeting because I’m only interested in successful men with class. Please be aware any messages or calls you send back will be lost in the abyss of blocked numbers. Have a good day.“.
There’s been wealthy men who’ve insulted me but few. In my experience, nobody is as vindictive and degrading as an unsuccessful man after hearing rates or allowances he can’t afford. Whatever he says to tear you down (criticizing weight, curve sizes, facial features, age, etc) is done so HE feels better because he can’t attain what other men he’s jealous of, can. It’s backtracking cause he doesn’t want to admit he wants something he can’t have.
(This is of course, for the ladies that don’t "bait and switch” or catfish POTS or clients.) It’s not unreasonable for a man to say your rates are way too high if you’re falsely advertising something or someone you’re not.
Moral of the story to all SW: If he’s called/texted/reached out to you in an attempt to set up a meeting or arrangement, you’re obviously attractive enough. You are something that he wanted but can’t admit simply because he can’t afford you. It doesn’t matter what your rate is, whether it’s lower or higher than the average; he reached out in hopes of meeting you.
Don’t let a poor man tell you you’re worth less because of his own empty pockets.