Just another kid that’s going through life, so worried that I won’t be accepted.
I’ll still cry anyways 😌
mine, its transparent.
My blog is just shit I like, shit that catches my eye, shit that interests me, shit I agree with, shit I wanna try in bed with my boyfriend, shit I wish I would’ve said to someone, shit I think about sometimes, shit that looks good to eat, shit that makes me laugh my ass off, shit that I wanna buy, shit I wanna wear, shit I wanna smoke, shit I’ve never done but wish I did, my blog IS THE SHIT.
Tyler Knott Gregson
Black women need to start a hashtag #icanbeboth where we post pictures of ourselves with degrees, at graduation, sitting in your office, being successful etc. along side pics of us partying, twerking, dancing, having fun as NORMAL HUMAN BEINGS DO.
Because this idea that you are either a hoe or a sophisticated woman is toxic as hell. It’s a racialized version of the virgin-whore dichotomy. I can be both a sexual being and an role model/educator at the same damn time.
A little extra sleep, a little more slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest— then poverty will pounce on you like a bandit; scarcity will attack you like an armed robber. (Proverbs 24:33, 34 NLT)
There’s a crowd at the bottom but very few at the top.
im a bad person who thinks bad thoughts like ‘ew what is that girl wearing’ and then remember that im supposed to be positive about all things and then think ‘no she can wear what she wants, fuck what other people say damn girl u look fabulous’ and im just a teeny bit hypocritical tbh
I was always taught by my mother, That the first thought that goes through your mind is what you have been conditioned to think. What you think next defines who you are.