When I look in the mirror, for the most part, I like what I see.
I like my curves, I like ass, I like my legs, I like my boobs (which I only have in abundance, when I’m tipping the scales), and I like my face.
I’ve have long flowing hair over a pretty face and large breasts over a tiny waist.
My ample breasts are my best feature so I like to show them off a little with a tight blouse.
They see girls like me as sisters, as homegirls, but not as love options, because they don’t find big girls sexy.
They usually find us I know there is this myth in Black America that brothers like their sisters thick, thick like a luscious milkshake, that “brings all the boys to the yard,” as it were.
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But with brothers I find, that they, too, have internalized a particular relationship to the body-type most associated with the mammy figure.
When Soffie was five years old, an illness made her mute. Considered a genius at a young age, Soffie performed her songs in cities all over the world. She transformed from a bubbly and sweet child to a quiet and sad soul.
Growing up, Soffie kept to herself and had few close friends. One day, Soffie visited a carnival with her brother Noah.
Most of the reasons I have been given for not dating paraplegic girls are based on false beliefs.
I work in a big wheelchair friendly office building where I have to go from room to room a lot.
But that same attentiveness follows them out of the bedroom as well.