Why do Black women and Black men hate their own so much? I am a firm believer in the Black Love, folks. Black Love is beautiful and powerful. Look at ...Barack and Michelle Obama. Look at Will Smith and Jada Pinkett Smith. Look at Angela Bassett and her husband Courtney B. Vance. Look at Denzel Washington and his darling wife Pauletta Pearson. Black men and Black women can get together, stay together and achieve anything. My parents have been married for almost three decades. They’re still happy. Carl her hubby usually use to work a lot. I think that’s y she was having child late. Her hubby use to work at night and would return home at morning at 6 am. I had to sleep in night at couch. Next morning my mom came to me and said don’t do any thing with Paurl (elder daughter of aunt). I was shocked and asked what. She said paurl was hanging more around u so I just said to take care. I was angry and I leaved the place. So the day passed and the next day arrived. At morning I went to aunt’s. Now, she is beautiful, shy, very courteous, is talented, is an excellent secretary, is struggling to survive and is depressed. Three times ‘wonderful,’ insightful men identified her naiveté and lack of defenses against the big cruel usury city. All three times she fell for their success, their suave manners, their polished lines and their sex appeal. The first took her virginity and never called again. The second drank too much and was abusive until he went back to a home and a wife that he. We both got an Italian dish; him the penne ala vodka and me the linguine with alfredo sauce. They were delicious and after we finished we split a banana cream pie, it was amazing. We finished eating and decided we didn’t want to go home yet so we went for a walk. It was about 9:00 and we were walking in the cool air of the night down a stranded road through the town. There was no one to be seen and I would have been scared if not for the man beside me. He made me feel so safe that I wouldn’t.