u/MinimumRadio6109

I‘ve liked this person for a while, well, at least what I know about them so far…they’re similar to Faye Webster in a white boy in a garage-band aesthetic. For a little while now I’ve been waving and saying hi them with a smile, she‘s responded with a wave and smile back- in her own awkward caught off guard kinda way, I noticed she may? be getting used to that so I gave her a note with a dad joke on it as she was walking with her friend in the hallway. I saw her, walked towards her, asked her, “Do you like dad jokes?”, she said “huh?”, I said, “Do you like dad jokes?”, she said, “sure..”, I said, “here” and put it in her hand, and then walked away….I realized afterwards I forgot to tell her to return it to me… this, was really dumb…I probably shouldn’t have done that, she seemed confused, probably because it was out of nowhere…I don’t know, it’s Friday, I’ll know by Monday? hopefully? did she even think about it afterwards? she’ll probably forget all about it and simply assume I’m weird. YEAH, but whaddya think about this? Am I cooked???

Edit: She also seems like the introverted or at least type of person to not approach someone first, not shy- more awkward? If yah know what I’m tryna say.

I‘ve liked this person for a while, well, at least what I know about them so far…they’re similar to Faye Webster in a white boy in a garage-band aesthetic. For a little while now I’ve been waving and saying hi them with a smile, she‘s responded with a wave and smile back- in her own awkward caught off guard kinda way, I noticed she may? be getting used to that so I gave her a note with a dad joke on it as she was walking with her friend in the hallway. I saw her, walked towards her, asked her, “Do you like dad jokes?”, she said “huh?”, I said, “Do you like dad jokes?”, she said, “sure..”, I said, “here” and put it in her hand, and then walked away….I realized afterwards I forgot to tell her to return it to me… this, was really dumb…I probably shouldn’t have done that, she seemed confused, probably because it was out of nowhere…I don’t know, it’s Friday, I’ll know by Monday? hopefully? did she even think about it afterwards? she’ll probably forget all about it and simply assume I’m weird. YEAH, but whaddya think about this? Am I cooked???

Edit: She also seems like the introverted or at least type of person to not approach someone first, not shy- more awkward? If yah know what I’m tryna say.

I‘ve liked this person for a while, well, at least what I know about them so far…they’re similar to Faye Webster in a white boy in a garage-band aesthetic. For a little while now I’ve been waving and saying hi them with a smile, she‘s responded with a wave and smile back- in her own awkward caught off guard kinda way, I noticed she may? be getting used to that so I gave her a note with a dad joke on it as she was walking with her friend in the hallway. I saw her, walked towards her, asked her, “Do you like dad jokes?”, she said “huh?”, I said, “Do you like dad jokes?”, she said, “sure..”, I said, “here” and put it in her hand, and then walked away….I realized afterwards I forgot to tell her to return it to me… this, was really dumb…I probably shouldn’t have done that, she seemed confused, probably because it was out of nowhere…I don’t know, it’s Friday, I’ll know by Monday? hopefully? did she even think about it afterwards? she’ll probably forget all about it and simply assume I’m weird. YEAH, but whaddya think about this? Am I cooked???

Edit: She also seems like the introverted or at least type of person to not approach someone first, not shy- more awkward? If yah know what I’m tryna say.

I believe many know that black girls aren’t as ‘loved‘ within the queer community, however barely anyone speaks in-depth about how harsh it really is. Imagine liking someone but having to wonder “Do they like black people?”- whether or not they’re a person of color, that’s always a question. Imagine being told too many times that “I only see you as a friend”, and it gets to a point where it’s not about you’re personality but the color of your skin, it hurts, having to question if my attraction is true or a standard I’ve been groomed into. I apologize if this sounds like I’m venting, I kind of am— I’m so tired of living in these circumstances because of something I can’t control.