There are two white people out of a shytload of black people. One Asian, one Native, both women. No Latin, Native or Asian men.
95% of the people photographed are black.
What is the purpose of the ad campaign?
u know.....

There are two white people out of a shytload of black people. One Asian, one Native, both women. No Latin, Native or Asian men.
95% of the people photographed are black.
What is the purpose of the ad campaign?
A lot of nikkas gone come in this thread talkin about "I aint no fakkit...Im cool" or on some non-chalant fukk it type shyt.
Dont let that distract you from the fact that 98% of this website hasnt actually had sex before and this doesnt apply to them.![]()
And that's what disturbs me.u know.....![]()
i get reactions from cold weather this past winter and the internet md tells me i might actually be goin out sad
it was a sore in my nose that i was sure was from biking in the city during the winter. but again, the internet
i spent weeks lookin up info about likelihoods and even hiv paranoia.
being completely frank, my research told me that outside of addicts and homosexual men, it’s mainly sex workers that have to worry about it.
made sense, but i was still shook. i have anxiety issues, and it would use my unknown status to torture me no matter what logic i used.
then one day i felt a tingling on my jaw. no swelling, just a sensation. i looked it up n even the internet told me, “that’s jus anxiety, dawg”
that was the last straw. i couldn’t let my anxiety cripple me anymore. i have a family that loves me and i can’t act like im out here just for myself. worse come to worse, there are websites for ppl in that situation. so i prayed and found resolve.
i remember that train ride to brooklyn after work. straight up meditating/contemplating.
i found the office n just as i expected, it was a lot of gay ppl and skinny ppl.
the desk lady was doing that annoying over singing to whatever gay pop song was on. i think it was alessia cara. i could tell she was numb to it all.
i took a number n sat there waiting for what i thought would be a longer duration.
this gay black dude called my number, and brought me to the back. he told me how the test works, and pricked my finger. the results came back and he flamboyantly said, “negative!”
then i was brought to another room to get tested for other stuff. the nurse put a qtip in the back of my throat and i gagged like a porno rape scene. the way she laughed, i could tell she wasn’t used to that kind of response
i felt like a million bucks leaving. even had some jawn at the whole foods flirt with me on my way back
been sending upprayers of thankfulness ever since.![]()