I’m reblogging this because it makes me sad. I am sad that in a world I love so much, so filled with wonder and opportunity that some still judge their fellow human beings with such hate and malice. It makes me sad that people are judged on the colour of their skin, or on the gender of the person that they love or on the god they worship. At our core aren’t all humans essentially the same?
I don’t know the person who originally blogged this but I hope that they know that the problem is not them or the colour of their skin. The problem is small minded cowards who are afraid of difference. In the end, they will be the greatest victims of their own narrow mindedness.
Tonight I was hit with a hand full of eggs and huge rock on my back and called “Nigger” by a white guy in the backseat of a dark blue truck as I was riding my bike on Westheimer and Jeanetta. They drove too fast for me to get the license plate number. I had to get a cop to drive me home. This night makes me wonder how blacks did it back in the day, and why the community is looking the way it is now. I am trying not to cry, but I am in physical pain from the rock and not understanding why I deserved this.
uugh
(via loveyourchaos)
