Sweetness...

Someone asked me the other day why I only had pictures of white men on my blog. I thought about it for like a minute and that minute turned into a couple weeks. What I came up with is that I put persons I find attractive and who I think other people will find attractive. I'm not very fond of the pics I find of black men on the net. Either they have too many fabricated muscles(made from too many hours at the gym) or they're unattractive. I find that black men in real life are more attractive than the fake ones I find on the net. Take Billoah Greene for example, I first saw him in a movie called "PREACHING TO THE CHOIR" (not a bad movie but not great either) I thought he was so good looking I couldn't take my eyes off of him through the entire movie, kept wondering what our kids would look like. *sigh* I can't help wondering what my kid would look like with Barry Pepper's lips (Akimat...wink wink) or Will Yun Lee's eyes. I'm so in love with Asian and White guys right now it's ridiculous. But tell me I'm wrong when it's next to impossible to find a black man you're interested in who's interested in you. I love my black brothers, love them so hard sometimes it hurts. But what do I, as a sister, do when they aren't loving me back? No matter how intelligent and soulful I am, no matter how much I sway my ass hoping they'll worship it, all they do is complain about how black women, real black women, aren't about shit. I can't keep loving people who keep slapping me in the face. No matter how much I love them they don't give a shit about me. Well I'm saying Fuck 'em. I refuse to keep giving my all to some 'brothas' who can't appreciate it. I'm a sister who believes in love and forever. I thought my forever would be with a strong mahogany brother. Now love is just a fading hope and that strong mahogany brother is looking lighter and lighter by the second. I'm all for interracial relationships (how could I not be my aunt is married to a white man) But I never saw it as a route for myself. Sometimes it seems like there's nowhere else to go. My brothers disappoint me at every turn, i just can't keep loving them so strong when every time they do me wrong (the rhyme was unintentional) I'll love them forever but I'm quickly falling out of love with them. I used to dream about them and my 3.5 kids(2.5 is not enough) Now my dreams are filled with a passel of mixed race children(white, native american, asian...) I find myself often lusting for white boys...not "wiggas" either but white boys who are just plain white. Wondering if they'll give me the love my brothers forgot about.
Now on a softer and HOTTER note a new edition of QUEERTY Knows Best...

Meet Daniel....Ummm Yeah...I know.Next up is Michael...every time I see this pic I literally lick my own lips...*sigh*Now this is James...as I said before I know....And finally here's Andrew just making me want to....I know...