#6774 I confess that getting sex is actually really easy. Surprisingly enough the phrase "Wanna Fuck?" works a lot. What's hard is finding someone to be in a relationship with.

#6773 I must confess, I'm so thankful for what MLK, Jr. has done for our civil rights! I am a black male who doesn't have to fear being oppressed by those who think of themselves superior to every race but their own. While being black in today's world isn't always the easiest, it is much better when you compare it to 50+ years ago. I thank MLK and everyone else who fought the good fight.

#6772 If anyone is bored tonight and wants a date or to just talk for a while I'm free as hell

-Bored yet romantic black guy

#6771 Are people open to befriending or dating an Asian-American girl? Sometimes I feel like I am an outsider because of my ethnicity.

#6770 Liberals do this, conservatives do that.

#6769 Guys, nobody gives a shit about your ethnic or racial background. Stop putting it at the beginning of your goddamn posts.

#6768 Throughout my elementary and into high school, I was in love with this girl. Gorgeous red head, exceptionally intelligent and very kind. She also had the most gorgeous green eyes you will ever see in your life. However, our school was very "cliquey" and we did not associate with the same groups. I should say that I was (and still am) an incredibly intelligent person, though my hair was always long and greasy, and my nose was a bit larger than average, and hung out with a bit of a bad crowd.
One day, we had a particularly grueling set of exams, all of which could determine our future and where we would end up. After one of the tests, I was sitting outside, going over the test to see what I might have missed. And then there came...him. Worst bully in the school, and hated me from day one. He constantly picked on me, doing whatever he could to make my life absolutely miserable. Of course, he could do no wrong seeing as he was in the popular clique and was the star athlete of the school. I knew he also liked this red headed angel, and it simply made me hate him even more.
So he and his friend got bored and decided to engage in their favorite past time - picking on me. I tried to defend myself but to limited success. Finally, the red haired girl yelled at my tormentor to stop, that it was wrong. I was in a rage at this point, anger boiling over stronger than you can imagine. I hated everyone for laughing, I hated him for doing this to me yet again, and I for some reason picked her as the outlet for my rage.
I called her a Mudblood.
She hardly ever spoke to me again, and I knew any chance I ever had with her was gone. After we graduated, she married the bully and had a child. She and her husband died, and I was never the same.
Now I have to teach that little shit at school.

#6767 I kissed the admin. Hey there ;)