Does Skin Tone Really Matter?

When we were reading the story When I Was Growing Up it made me think about my childhood in Tennessee. Like the girl in the story I long for long hair and lighter skin. I was always jealous of my older sister because she had the lighter skin and longer hair. She always got attention from people,while I felt like the ugly duckling in the family. She got cell phone at the age 16 while I had to wait til 18. I always thought about bleching my skin, I never went outside because I didn't want to get darker. She always got guys in high school while I never had boyfriend. Like my junior year of high school I started getting attention older white males. I thought I was special because they actually liked for some reason. I liked that so much that now I only talk to older white guys. It makes me feel happy inside about myself that somebody actually likes the way I look. I don’t say this out loud but sometimes I think about being white. They always have the tiny figures, the long hair, and a boyfriend. Black people can’t even get a man to commit to them unless they have sex with them on like the 2nd date. A while a white male has it all planned out, he wants to be married by 30, have kids at 32, move to another state in a few more years, put the kids through college and finally retire with his lovely wife and travel the world. So, in my opinion, it might be the look if you want a real relationship and marriage.