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brothasoul:

what the fuck ash

jawns-striped-sweater:

ifyoucarryonthisway:

school dress codes actually make me so mad its 90 degrees and this school has no air conditioning and i cant wear a tank top because boys might get distracted 

by my shoulders

man if u cant control your boner over my upper arms thats your own damn problem

preach it gurl






shoujo-addict:

T h e  A v e n g e r s

straight-as-a-curly-fry:

komlin:

livingonmusicals:

komlin:

livingonmusicals:

komlin:

livingonmusicals:

ok y’all 

how do i ask a boy out 

roses are red
violets are blue
guess what, my bed
has room for two

OH MY GOD NO

twinkle twinkle little star
we can do it in a car

STOP IT

row, row, row your boat
gently down the stream
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
i can make you scream

I feel like the last one is verging dangerously into serial killer territory




-diagonalley:

miss-darling-clementine:

simplyalexandermason:

I feel like they just conspired together…

THE WINK, THE WINK IS KILLING ME.

This is so adorable!! 


yungtraplvrd:

onlyblackgirl:

sweetheartpleasestay:

postracialcomments:

naturalprose:

buttcheekpalmkang:

la-mindless-dominicana:

ashley-sunny:

nigeah:

thegirlwithcaramelskin:

augustallday:

timwise:

yeahbdgdfabyyeah:

All my life I’ve felt like I was living my life I’m the wrong body. My gender was almost correct (I switched to critical-female last month), but my race and ethnicity was completely wrong. I was born white with pure European ancestry, but I’ve always found myself liking rap music, fried chicken, and I could run really fast. I loved basketball and watermelon has been my favorite scent of all time. As I grew older, society and media taught me that these interests are not typical of a white person such as myself. My interests were more normal for black people. I felt ashamed to eat chicken in front of my family, scared to wear my favorite watermelon body mist, and scared to show my basketball skills on the playground (because I was white and a female and we all know how females aren’t supposed to show their athletic skill in public) When I was in high school I really wanted to join the track team but I was so scary to try out because I knew I would be ridiculed by my white peers for betraying my own race and by my black peers for trying to encroach onto their territory. I allowed my racial dysphoria to dictate my life for too long.

Last week I have came to the realization that just because my skin is white and I am “genetically” (genetics is a social construction) Caucasian, that doesn’t mean I am white. I’m black. All the signs are there and I feel black, therefore, I am trans-black. Yesterday I decided to embrace my new identity and wear blackface out in pubic. I went to the mall so I could buy some outfits that were less white and conservative and guess what… I faced nothing but oppression and ignorance. I was told I was a racist biggot by black and white people. Why wold I be racist against my own race??? I’ve never felt so horrible in my life. People have no idea how much I’ve suffered my whole life, hiding who I really am from everyone. I have no friends of family for support and nobody knows the real me. They have no idea how much courage it took for me to wear my blackface out un public. No, it’s not blackface, it’s my identity. All these cis-ethnic scum degraded me for finally wearing my identity on my face. What I hope to accomplish from this post is to prove to the world that trans-black is real and we have real emotions. So please read and share my story and help me educate the oppressors out there.

It’s not racist, guys. She’s rejecting her whiteness and her privilege!
You go girl. Destroy those power structures!

Tim Wise, if this is your real tumblr I have zero respect for you after this post. As an aspiring sociologists and as a black woman this is sick and disgusting. This privileged little girl is literally stereotyping black people into one dumbass box of hooligans who “love fried chicken, watermelon, playing basketball, and can run fast”. I really did think you were an astute sociologist. It is so beyond disgraceful for you to reblog this. This girl is gonna go right home, wash off her black face and still have her privilege at the end of the day and think that blackness is only those simplistic constructs she discusses. So for you to endorse this garbage is beyond my comprehension. Also trans-black is not a thing. STOP. 

awakeforyears thegirlwithcaramelskin and other smart brown people or TRUE anti-racists, please make this shit go viral so people understand how wrong this young woman is. please and thanks.

The fuck is this?

this bitch said “trans-black” tf?

I didn’t want to believe she was being serious at first, but omg

tf is this

Drop her off in the hood and see how “trans-black” she really is.

This shit never ends.

It never ends.

Lawd please show us your presence

That’s not Tim Wise’s Tumblr afaik he doesn’t have one (there is none linked in his Social Media contact page on his website) but this is completely ridiculous! Trans-Black???

this is beyond words

I’ve always found myself liking rap music, fried chicken, and I could run really fast. I loved basketball and watermelon has been my favorite scent of all time” 

She literally just listed a bunch of stereotypes of black people, she didn’t list a single thing that is actually from black culture. 

Oh my god I thought this was a joke
But yes someone please drop this girl off on the hood And make sure shes wearing her “black clothing” and black face.


surferrcam:

haltdieklappeundkommher:

p-ahle:

This was written by a little 6 year old girl. I babysit her and her two sisters - Rebecca and Mia, and before they go to bed they all sit down and write little prayers to God.

This was the one that Hollie wrote last time, and it absolutely broke my heart. I mean, she’s six years old and she thinks she’s not beautiful. That’s not right. But she is beautiful, absolutely gorgeous. She’s got golden blonde hair, bright green eyes and a smile so beautiful that you melt a little inside when you see it.

When their mum got home, I showed her Hollie’s prayer, and she was devestated. She’s a nurse so she’s seen a lot of horrible things, but I have never seen her like that. And so I had to do something.

If you’re reading this, and if you have the slightest bit of a heart, please reblog this, so that I can prove to Hollie that she is beautiful, and that she is so special, and that God made her exactly the way she is because He knows that He made her perfect. Please give this beautiful little girl the confidence she deserves.

this made me cry. i don’t really care that i’m a strict 1d blog. everyone needs to reblog.

this picture broke my heart. everybody should have this at least once on their blog

I think this breaks the heart of everyone

This is devastating. She’s six and feels this way. I want her to know she IS beautiful. She’s beautiful I’m her own special way.


kettleoat:

atomicflan:

gryffindorgay:

“According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate beings condemning them to spend their lives in search for their other halves.”

~Plato’s The Symposium.

How many times will I reblog this? “Always.”

We did it at school. The myth also says that the pairings could be male/female, male/male or female/female (just sayin’)

sometimes you don’t need to find someone else



They get jealous, bicker over pointless things like a married couple, and like each other but they just don't know.





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