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Work Hard/Play Hard

«Of course I am not worried about intimidating men. The type of man who will be intimidated by me is exactly the type of man I have no interest in.»

-Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (via verbascumm)

(Source: emotional-algebra)


It’s so funny, you go to acting school thinking you’re going to learn how to be other people, but really it taught me how to be myself. Because it’s in understanding yourself deeply that you can lend yourself to another person’s circumstances and another person’s experience. 

It’s so funny, you go to acting school thinking you’re going to learn how to be other people, but really it taught me how to be myself. Because it’s in understanding yourself deeply that you can lend yourself to another person’s circumstances and another person’s experience. 

(Source: kisedbyfire)

«And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.»

the-littlelolita:

White people will argue to the death that they should be able to have dreads and wear bindis and appropriate everyone’s fucking culture but GOD FORBID A NON ENGLISH SPEAKING PERSON SINGS AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL THAT IS WRONG.

«I will teach my daughter not to wear her skin like a drunken apology. I will tell her ‘make a home out of your body, live in yourself, do not let people turn you into a regret, do not justify yourself. If you are a disaster it is not forever, if you are a disaster you are the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen. Do not deconstruct from the inside out, you belong here, you belong here, not because you are lovely, but because you are more than that.’»

-Azra T. “Your hands are threads, your body is a canvas” (via grillfriend)

(Source: 5000letters)

blackproverbs:

racismschool:

Definition: What You Owe Me

What You Owe Me- white people love to talk about the fact that they think PoC feel owed. Well, now you have your answer. This video is what you owe me. For every “…but me too” for every “Not ALL white people” for every accusation of “Reversed Racism” for every “Get raped with a jackhammer and die you ugly nigger cunt" that shows up UNOPPOSED but always on the COWARDLY Anon in curiouslycool's ask box, for every “Kill yourself nigger" that shows up UNOPPOSED but always on the COWARDLY Anon in whatwhiteswillneverknow’s ask box, for every single time you speak without listening and for every time you demand an explanation without being worthy of our time, you owe me, nay us, 500 romantic deaths.

This is what you owe and damn it, you are in a deep debt.  

This is what YOU owe. Not your ancestors. This is what YOU owe, not your parents. YOU. It is you who knock down our conversations about pain by adding more pain. It is YOU who step on our toes with your shouts of “Not all white people.” Well, maybe not ALL white people but definitely YOU. 

Until you bring us 500 romantic deaths of your unarmed, uncriminal like brethren who are all under the age of 21 given to you directly from the police, you don’t get to say ANY of the above. Each day, the toll goes up. Each day, you owe me more. It hasn’t happened to “You too” until you’ve paid your fare.

Video: “Lost Count: A Love Story

Fun note. Remember i told you I competed at Brave New Voice in 2008? This is my team and I wrote part of this poem.

I didn’t get to perform it with my teammates however for reasons I won’t get into. (Nothing bad just pointless explanation).

blackgirlsrpretty2:

How can you be found guilty of ONLY attempted murder when someone is actually dead? 

Its not attempted murder when someone actually died by your hands

That’s just plain murder

the American “justice” system is such bullshit….. 

reflections

The arch of your brows match the peak of my love

The gap in your teeth reminds me of the void in my faith

The dimple in your left cheek is like the dip in my past

The brown of your eyes fades like the brown of my skin

I see myself in you

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