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Aug 1, 2014 / 58,872 notes


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For those of us who live at the shoreline
standing upon the constant edges of decision
crucial and alone
for those of us who cannot indulge
the passing dreams of choice
who love in doorways coming and going
in the hours between dawns
looking inward and outward
at once before and after
seeking a now that can breed
like bread in our children’s mouths
so their dreams will not reflect
the death of ours:

For those of us
who were imprinted with fear
like a faint line in the center of our foreheads
learning to be afraid with our mother’s milk
for by this weapon
this illusion of some safety to be found
the heavy-footed hoped to silence us
For all of us
this instant and this triumph
We were never meant to survive.

And when the sun rises we are afraid
it might not remain
when the sun sets we are afraid
it might not rise in the morning
when our stomachs are full we are afraid
of indigestion
when our stomachs are empty we are afraid
we may never eat again
when we are loved we are afraid
love will vanish
when we are alone we are afraid
love will never return
and when we speak we are afraid
our words will not be heard
nor welcomed
but when we are silent
we are still afraid
So it is better to speak
we were never meant to survive.

Audre Lorde, "A Litany For Survival" (via queerbetweenthelines)

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Aug 1, 2014 / 154 notes
Jul 30, 2014

**20 minutes later**

Rolls to wherever needed. Refuses to get out of chair.

**1 hour later**

Still holds onto things so gravity doesn’t attack me

**2 hours later**

Gingerly puts foot on solid ground and slowly stands up.

**3 hours later**

Takes babi steps while dragging chair along

Jul 30, 2014

Scared of heights

Jul 29, 2014 / 1 note

In every way you could push away from the marks that’ve etched themselves deep into your skin you add collagen boosters and glycerin masks to keep it tight but you need to air those wounds out

When you can smell the violence from 2 generations prior, you need out bb

It is reported that Maya Angelou has likened racial microaggressions or petty humiliations to “small murders,” in contrast to the blatant forms of oppressions called “grand executions,” in which the lethal nature of biased acts is obvious (Greene, 2000). Microaggressions have the lifelong insidious effects of silencing, invalidating, and humiliating the identity and/or voices of those who are oppressed. Although their lethality is less obvious, they nevertheless grind down and wear out the victims.

Studies reveal that a lifetime of microaggressions takes a major toll on the psychological functioning of marginalized groups in our society (Constantine & Sue, 2007; Crocker & Major, 1989; Herek, Gillis, & Cogan, 2009; Lyness & Thompson, 2000; National Academies, 2006; Pierce, 1978, 1988, 1995; Salvatore & Shelton, 2007; Solórzano et al., 2000; Steele, Spencer, & Aronson, 2002; Symanski, 2009). When speaking about the Black experience, for example, microaggressions have been described as “offensive mechanisms used against blacks”; they are “often innocuous,” but the “cumulative weight of their never-ending burden” may result in “diminished mortality, augmented morbidity, and flattened confidence” (Pierce, Carew, Pierce-Gonzalez, & Willis, 1978).
Jul 29, 2014 / 1,570 notes
Jul 29, 2014

Desi bache aesthetics are so great

so much to work with 


Jul 29, 2014

I move around so much when i work 

how do ya’ll sit in one place for hours

It’s like every 15 minutes I’m changing positions chairs spaces in the room clothes restocking water supply adjusting temperatures 


Yinka Shonibare, MBEHow To Blow Up Two Heads At Once (Gentlemen) – image Axel Schneider © MMK Frankfurt

Forever lusting after aesthetixssighsssss
Jul 29, 2014 / 2,276 notes


Yinka Shonibare, MBE
How To Blow Up Two Heads At Once (Gentlemen) – image Axel Schneider © MMK Frankfurt

Forever lusting after aesthetixs


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Jul 29, 2014 / 293 notes


As my personal style evolves, so do I. Recently, I have been challenging myself to match various abstract patterns to achieve a cohesive look and also a finished thought. These photos document where I am right now..

Photos by Justin “JMillz” Milhouse fresh-cool-dope


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Jul 29, 2014 / 1 note

tagged by baritonepats

Ya’ll don’t understand how hard it was to find selfies w/o baibees or other ppl in them

Also interesting to note how alla this vary from 6-1 month ago and i barely look like these rn

mmmm considering i only personally know a few of you and most of ya have already.. im jest gna tag…





<33 ^^^ ya’ll aren’t obligated—you could just privately send me yer selfies 


Jul 29, 2014

Tw: scars/self harm mentions

Livid mamas

Livid like something growing flowing

increased constrictions in throats and too much truth to keep this shit floating light like

something horrible like blue hair and scars horizontal all up in arms and silence as you all

Watch this fuck up light up the stage like she lit up the bathroom walls with technicolor that flows

Livid in these veins and out those bagged eyes at all the ugly you

Bring around (re)quested to keep on till you’re center and these livid mamas are nothing but


Jul 27, 2014

Reallllyyy considering what she said about getting that distance but that would require me not going into fight/flight mode every time he raises his voice or stares silently

Jul 27, 2014 / 1 note

7 inches

i dont think i was expecting this much

Jul 27, 2014

Khala finally got that haircut she needed 4 months ago. I think she might’ve cut a little more than anticipated off tho..