afroditimou2:

mirabellybee:

Si!

Does this make me old fashioned?

afroditimou2:

mirabellybee:

Si!

Does this make me old fashioned?

(Source: baddlittlemiss)

millennialau:

Will they arrest him one day for being in the street, too?

I need someone who
Sees the fire in my eyes and
wants to play with it.
Haiku by l.s.f.  (via lipstick-bullet)

(Source: despawndent)

I love you, but I’m mad at you is one of the most freeing, important things you can say in a stable relationship. Does that make sense? To know that you have the ability and the right to be mad at someone and know that it doesn’t mean things are over, that it doesn’t mean things are irreparable. That it just means I’m mad, but God, I love you. I love you. Now leave me alone.
To be good, to save nothing  (via wanduring)

Saw this waayy to late

(via whythebowtie)

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1. If you don’t like the way he kisses you, you won’t like the way he fucks you. Get up and leave.

2. If he won’t go down on you, but expects you to go down on him, laugh. Get up and leave.

3. If you don’t want to do something and he doesn’t respect that, slap him round the face. Get up and leave.

4. If he isn’t okay with the imperfections on your skin, if he says they turn him off, get up and leave.

5. If you don’t want to shave your legs and he thinks that’s disgusting and refuses to touch them, get up and leave.

6. If he doesn’t see your body as a masterpiece, as a complete work of art, get up and leave.

7. If he makes you feel uncomfortable about any part of your body, get up and leave.

Get up and leave // E.E (via be-fearless-brave-and-kind)

Love this so much

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I needed this post

(via royalblackpirate)

wwwbeautifullensecom:

i have never seen this much attitude in animation.

wwwbeautifullensecom:

i have never seen this much attitude in animation.

(Source: andreaspada)

What, to the American slave, is your Fourth of July?

I answer: a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants, brass-fronted impudence; your shouts of liberty and equality, hollow mockery; your prayers and hymns, your sermons and thanksgivings, with all your religious parade and solemnity, are, to Him, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy-a thin veil to cover up crimes which would disgrace a nation of savages.

There is not a nation of savages. There is not a nation on the earth guilty of practices more shocking and bloody than are the people of the United States at this very hour.

Fredrick Douglass.
July 5th, 1852
Rochester, NY
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blackpoemusic:

There
is a revolution
brewing
within
my hair
and that’s
no lye.

By Mawiyah Kai El-Jamah Bomani

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