There are certain conversations about race I am not willing to have with white people. It’s an insult to my intelligence and to my race when you ask the same dumb ass questions that you don’t even bother to google or research for yourself.
Month: February 2016
i love the term “partners”
are we dating?
are we robbing a bank?
do we run a legal firm?
are we the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies and are members of an elite squad known as the special victims unit?
who knows.
When uneasy thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused
Rainer Maria Rilke
(via deepsearune)
instead of having periods girls should just lay eggs with little prizes inside
I just love John Boyega with my entire bitter, cynical heart and I hope he stays audacious and adorable and on my screen for decades.
i really love our generation’s joke trend of like, very calm but incredibly inflated hyperbole. like nobody says “oh she’s pretty” anymore we say “i would willingly let her murder me” and everyone is just like “lol same”
i think “same” is also great and “me,” i love when somebody reblogs a picture of like, a lizard, and just says “me” and we all know exactly what they mean. the current online Humor Discourse is remarkable because we trade exclusively in metaphors and implications and nobody ever, ever says anything outright and yet EVERYBODY understands each other perfectly
the problem is you can say it online and everyone relates, but then you get into the habit of saying it out loud and no one knows what the hell you are talking about, like online you could say “same” about the lizard online but in real life if a pencil fell and you said “me” people just stare at you