An Apology From an Accidental Racist
I do not want to be the type of person who builds walls.
I do not want to be the type of person who builds walls.
“Anger isn’t bad, as long as you’re angry at the right things.” I just never understood what the ‘right things’ were…
If this doesn’t interest you, and you prefer my less academic writings on dating, avoid any posts with “systems” in the title…
You won’t be around much longer….another 50 or 60 years MAX before you’re worm food…
Like it or not, your seemingly innocent porn problem is fueling global human sex trafficking…
A black church burns down. Justice isn’t a comfortable coffee conversation; it’s standing near enough to the heat to smell your own hair being singed.
Teenage girls once donned their crush’s letter jacket or filled notebooks with his name. Today they just send nudes.
The beautiful part is: All things age. All things decay.
I want all the ‘benefits’ without the effort of actually getting to know someone. To hear her deepest fears and insecurities, as well as her favorite movies and books. To cook up some inside jokes and share some memories. To get lost together in a big city, or run out of gas somewhere in the badlands.