Blackpearlous:

Black, skinny and proud

It took we a very long and rough ride through my teenage and adult years to come Into this conclusion.

Let me ride you through the beginning of time( not really just when my dad met my mum). My dad saw a very light skinned godess in Lagos and was bent on getting married to her, majorly because of her skin. He carries a distinct shade of black on every part of his body, even till now snapchat can't edit it away, so getting her was a do and die affair. Ofcourse he got her, if not there would be no one behind the phone typing now.

I was manufactured, if all of my remaining 6 siblings were manufactured in the same color, I think the world would have been a better place, Adolf Hitler would have been nicer and there would be no corruption in Nigeria. Nigeria's never ending corruption is the prove we were manufactured in different shades and sizes.
#Hint: To stop corruption in Nigeria you have to go back in time and make sure we were born with the same skin color.

The competition was mad, from my own side mostly. I wasn't only dark skinned not like my father though but I was skinny, I have two big sis lighter than and I and figure 8, cars stopped for them, I always kept trekking, no attention, no free things, I tire, even at home my mum talked about her Glory days as a young woman but I had no story. Depressing.

I blamed all of my short comings always on the color of my skin and my weight. I was in Africa and I felt left out constantly. Especially when I was left out from an ushering job because my skin wasn't that attractive and I didn't have curves and my sisters were chosen, oh what a night!

I WASNT BEAUTIFUL my conclusion. So I wanted to feel beautiful. Smart me concluded that changing my skin would get me all the attention I wanted, I just wanted to be fine and big so I used as many lighting cream available and took to drugs to gain weight and curves.

Boom I was on my way to being perfect. On the look out for knuckle creams and was eating like "you know who" at a time. Every night my solace was the advances I got to reject, people could see me or guys could see me and they loved me, I was accepted because I wasn't dark anymore and I was curvy(or round, better than being skinny). I was always jealous of skinny, dark and confident girls, mtcheew what made them glow. Any body cream that makes me dark, I will say " this is not my color, this cream is not bringing out my color", I also deleted black pictures of myself online, but some of my friends were the pain in my ass, kept theirs.

Then I developed digestive issues, and my skin was super sensitive I could almost not put my feet on the ground when it's wet, yea that sensitive. These and low esteem was my price, because some days my skin was perfect some days i Iooked like the sun and my make up wasn't blending some days.

Sat on my bed one day( actually many days and nights) and I realized that I need to start Loving me and taking care of me, wasn't easy, I started looking dark again I was losing weight, the tongues were rolling again, I was hiding till I took all the strength I had and Introduced myself as the dark, skinny girl.

Started using, natural products, moisturizers, products that promises to maintain and started gaining weight at my own pace and was walking like I owned the whole world and I worked on my short comings as an individual, it was like a rebirth I attracted more reasonable people to myself, lived healthy, killed the invisible competition even got to know my sisters beyond their skin and curves, took rejection as casual as I could then I finally got to this point of being black, skinny and proud.[color=#990000][/color]

studentofTruth:


I have been looking for you, and you want to damage your natural beauty. God will never allow that. I'm glad you're back!

Yenefer:
Rhino omokery. The bigot. You make sense this time

Liposure:
True beauty is skin deep

Punakapunaka:
.... Reno Reno Renooooo ! Lef our slayqueens alone wooh ! Face Makeup is a wonderful thing

brownemmanuel43:

The mudafuka is a HE, he is one of the online miscreants that are been paid.
He started as an average guy, but when the spirit of buhari got in him, he started causing nuisance

bukkysam:










Buy quality footwear pure foreign leather at affordable price. We sell wholesale and retail.

GIANTPLUSHUB:
Lol. Reno and his hate for fake vagina people Sha.
Funniest thing is that vagina people don't have any punchline to tackle Reno.

Blackpearlous:

Lool here I am... Back from where? Amen fire!

Mokuwe:
[You really look skinny Sha, but very pretty.
aquote author=Blackpearlous post=96388149]
Black, skinny and proud

It took we a very long and rough ride through my teenage and adult years to come Into this conclusion.

Let me ride you through the beginning of time( not really just when my dad met my mum). My dad saw a very light skinned godess in Lagos and was bent on getting married to her, majorly because of her skin. He carries a distinct shade of black on every part of his body, even till now snapchat can't edit it away, so getting her was a do and die affair. Ofcourse he got her, if not there would be no one behind the phone typing now.

I was manufactured, if all of my remaining 6 siblings were manufactured in the same color, I think the world would have been a better place, Adolf Hitler would have been nicer and there would be no corruption in Nigeria. Nigeria's never ending corruption is the prove we were manufactured in different shades and sizes.
#Hint: To stop corruption in Nigeria you have to go back in time and make sure we were born with the same skin color.

The competition was mad, from my own side mostly. I wasn't only dark skinned not like my father though but I was skinny, I have two big sis lighter than and I and figure 8, cars stopped for them, I always kept trekking, no attention, no free things, I tire, even at home my mum talked about her Glory days as a young woman but I had no story. Depressing.

I blamed all of my short comings always on the color of my skin and my weight. I was in Africa and I felt left out constantly. Especially when I was left out from an ushering job because my skin wasn't that attractive and I didn't have curves and my sisters were chosen, oh what a night!

I WASNT BEAUTIFUL my conclusion. So I wanted to feel beautiful. Smart me concluded that changing my skin would get me all the attention I wanted, I just wanted to be fine and big so I used as many lighting cream available and took to drugs to gain weight and curves.

Boom I was on my way to being perfect. On the look out for knuckle creams and was eating like "you know who" at a time. Every night my solace was the advances I got to reject, people could see me or guys could see me and they loved me, I was accepted because I wasn't dark anymore and I was curvy(or round, better than being skinny). I was always jealous of skinny, dark and confident girls, mtcheew what made them glow. Any body cream that makes me dark, I will say " this is not my color, this cream is not bringing out my color", I also deleted black pictures of myself online, but some of my friends were the pain in my ass, kept theirs.

Then I developed digestive issues, and my skin was super sensitive I could almost not put my feet on the ground when it's wet, yea that sensitive. These and low esteem was my price, because some days my skin was perfect some days i Iooked like the sun and my make up wasn't blending some days.

Sat on my bed one day( actually many days and nights) and I realized that I need to start Loving me and taking care of me, wasn't easy, I started looking dark again I was losing weight, the tongues were rolling again, I was hiding till I took all the strength I had and Introduced myself as the dark, skinny girl.

Started using, natural products, moisturizers, products that promises to maintain and started gaining weight at my own pace and was walking like I owned the whole world and I worked on my short comings as an individual, it was like a rebirth I attracted more reasonable people to myself, lived healthy, killed the invisible competition even got to know my sisters beyond their skin and curves, took rejection as casual as I could then I finally got to this point of being black, skinny and proud.[color=#990000][/color]

Yenefer:
Rhino omokery. The bigot. You make sense this time

NGpatriot:
lmao @ this sex depraved fake pastor,, identity thief and internet yahoo yahoo twitter nuisance.

With all the issues going on all over the world, this twitter nuisance wake up every morning to cry and moan about slay queens.

This clown must think ranting on twitter and obsessing over slay queens is a paying job.

I won't be surprised if this clown self-services to slay queens everyday.

November1857:
Just imagine this pics !

DamZik:
[s][/s]APC zombies, check your brain and conscience. Stop being insane and irrational.
Yenefer
NGpatriot

Misslilbootay:
How many of our dark sisters are being appreciated ?

Funny when I see comments like ''black is beautiful'' online and offline, its another story entirely....

Moferere:



You too dey see am.
When I questioned him two days ago, he quickly uploaded a lady's picture

brownemmanuel43:

That guy as useless as anything, having gone through all his comments on nairaland, he is just jjc to online forum.