the most relevant shit I’ve read today.
I found you and burned all my
bridges, but I keep finding you
wandering yours. I can see you
crossing your fingers when you
tell me I’m it for you. I’m all in;
two hands, whole heart, fresh
page with just your name on the
top. I wish you’d just tell me
you’re not ready to hold me
with both hands and no one
else waiting for your call.
your girl ever been so mad at u she start talking to you like one of the homies?
"say no more bruh"
"you good son"
this is so me rofl
Same though. And easily.
"Nah I’m cool, son"
"Nah bro it’s whatever"
"you got it bruh"
those are all me.
😂😂😂😂 this list y’all compiling got me dead 😭
he made the comment “i only date white women” i questioned why, he said “because they bitter with attitudes” so i had to break it down to him in an dept. convo
If y’all forreal do not reblog the everlasting shit out of this
Throw education on these boys
Educate the children
While there is a lot of appropriate rage about Ferguson right now, the killing of John Crawford, III is getting less attention than it deserves. I put Shaun King’s tweets and history lesson on the matter in chronological order for easier consumption.
You really should be following Shaun King on Twitter.
In response to anyone who thinks they have an fierce inner black woman in them and is not in fact, a black woman
See the thing about that fire and that “fierceness” is that it’s born out of our oppression, out of always being told that we are ugly, that our bodies are too fat or too muscular, that we don’t have the right kind of hair — and having to deconstruct all those things and tell ourselves that we are beautiful even though society is telling us that we are not.
That strength is born out of always having to defend ourselves against white supremacy and anti-black-woman-patriachy. From years of not seeing ourselves represented in anything aligned with beauty, of buying products that are made to make us look like not ourselves.
So there is no way you could have an inner black woman in you. You have not experienced our struggle, you don’t know it, you haven’t lived it, and you can’t imagine it.
See, you can’t sit with us, because we haven’t been able to sit at your table since our existence in this country. And while we were being excluded from your table we made our own, and it is fabulous and fly. And of course you now want to try and have a seat at our table, take our table, use it and ignore all the labor that went into creating THAT table.
But nah, sorry boo boo.
You ain’t never going to be us, you can try to wear your hair like us, you can try to dance like us, talk like us, wish you were us, but know this —