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until i drip melanin

I once watched a documentary which researched our attitudes to dating outside our own race.

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Social media allows us the freedom to build our own identity but has the potential to create toxic access to finely pick fault within ourselves and others. Grouping people together in the subject of a beauty standard. Not only does this breed through our networks but it translates in our lives of love and business.

Dismissed or absorbed as less aesthetically pleasing because of a skin tone, feature or ethnicity, but aren't we all free to voice what attracts us? Until the point of where we begin to consciously define and cut out whole communities of life, categorising people by race, cancelling out our least favourite instead of unique individuals.

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My hair may be braided or in a twist, I can not obtain the straight, sleek look you require from me.

I do this for my own manageability but am I naive to the fact that it adjusts your scale of interest?

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Are you guilty of stereotyping myself, him or her because of what your eyes first see?

Maybe it's your current surroundings or routine cradling what feels safe or what your great man told you about only dating Beckys?

I think there's a possibility that your interests in music, film and sport may influence your perception on what constitutes beautiful or how you naturally categorise people.

Why is it that you feel comfort in the understanding and reassurance from other cultures that your own is sacred and powerful beyond anyone else's validation? No other's confirmation should be to the standard of your own. 

We face a continuous cultural blindness and ignorance that subconsciously begins to chip away at our beliefs and strengths, weakening our ability to question why things are the way they are and in consequence accept to live within the four walls that society puts in place around us.

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