I’m a paradox. I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet I’m ambitious. I don’t like myself, but I also love who I am. I say I don’t care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I’m a conflicted contradiction. If I can’t figure myself out, there’s no way anyone else has.
If someone of mixed race identifies as mixed, biracial, multiracial, etc. please respect that.
Don’t label them as a certain race based on the way they speak, dress or look.
Don’t promote stereotyping.
You can’t tell someone who or what they are supposed to be.
Their identity isn’t for you decide.
Here’s the thing about being pro choice that people don’t get…
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