You mean ethnicity.
Well, I like parallel universes and far away places and standing on a balcony in the cool night air watching the lights in the mountains. Sometimes I’m shy around animals and accidentally play treble clef with my left hand. I like wondering to a friend what amoebas would dream about and feeling warm and happy when xie says xie thinks they dream about swimming and asexual reproduction and fascinators. I love saucy, spiral pasta and add jalapenos to everything I can. Occasionally I will tell you that you’re using the term irony incorrectly, but that is because you are, and maybe we can watch a documentary on oceans sometime?
Oh, right. My ethnicity. Do you still care to know?
<3
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My second favourite: “You speak English so well!”
*stinkeye*
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I’m guilty of this.. in my defence though, I was 7 at the time.
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A video byJay Smooth on talking about race.
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Thank you. =)
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This is one of the best things I have ever read.
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Thank you Chally. <3
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LIKE LIKE, DOUBLE LIKE!
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Squeeeeeeee! I AM IN THE POST!
That is what I am thankful for this Thanksgiving! Validation of my existence. :)
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Awwe, yes! =D *hugs*
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I <3 this post.
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