I’m a white girl who’s very good friends with a black man.
Stop side eyeing us, North Carolinians.
Stops shaking your head when I hug him.
Our races may be different but our friendship is awesome and you’re a racist twat if you think we shouldn’t be close.I’m going to hug him. I’m going to go to dinner with him. I’m going to joke with him and laugh and shoot you dirty looks right back when you look at us like a zoo attraction.
This is 2012, not 1952.
He’s a better man than any of you will ever be.
I don’t want to live in this state sometimes.
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