
Same unsolicited advice I’ve told PAWGers is the same unsolicited advice I’ve told Swirlers: Fix urself or you’ll just date the same mess you dated in your race, in another face.
Yes there are numbers disparities in our race. But that doesn’t mean dating IR is a magic bullet. Also, men are men.
And all of ya’ll suck sometimes.
Culture won’t change that. And if you wack on the inside, easy, stupid, don’t know how to set boundaries, can’t tell men no, ain’t got nothing going for yourself—then worrying about dikk is the last thing you need to be doing. No matter what color it comes in.
And I say this as someone who has dated men of other races.
You are you no matter who you try to make it with. And compounding whatever shyt you got going on with language barriers, cultural differences, parental control, hyper-traditionalism, and all kinds of other shyt ain’t gon help.
Chadwick, Kung Lao, Julio, Dikk that rides with the wind can’t fix you.
When I tell blk dudes this, I’m a jealous feminist bedwench bytch dikk watching and trying to control their options.
When I tell blk women this, I’m a black mammy trying to scare blk women and limit their options or discourage them from dating out.

I don’t mind b/c I just like telling the truth regardless of whose fragile ass feelings get touched.
And the truth is, blacks be trying to run from themselves to other races who have their own fukkery to deal with. So vet carefully no matter who you date and please for the love of God, do NOT put non-blks on a pedestal like some desperate buffoon.