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You deserve the kind of love you would give someone else. A Message to My Followers and Everyone Else That Ever Reads This (#127: February 3, 2014)   (via forebidden)

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trnsprntgrl:

i don’t like talking about myself

i’d rather listen to others.

so when i feel enough comfort to expose myself to someone i think that’s when i know they mean a lot to me.

i like listening very much.

but i feel like a lot of the times i internalize a lot of my problems.

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vinebox:

Life in 6 seconds

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linrenzo:

ebonyzerscrooge:

tiffnacole:

she so cute with her african american ass.

^ lmao

LMFAO

linrenzo:

ebonyzerscrooge:

tiffnacole:

she so cute with her african american ass.

^ lmao

LMFAO

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curvesincolor:

This photo won the “Pulitzer Prize” in 1994 by Kevin Carter. The picture shows a sick and hungry child crawling to the UN food camp located about half a mile away. The vulture is waiting for the kid to die so it can eat him. This was a very shocking picture and no one knows what became of the kid, not even Kevin Carter.  We often see such strong pictures and wonder why the photographer didn’t do anything to help. Kevin Carter got a lot hate for not helping the child and leaving as soon as he took the photograph. Three months after he received the Pulitzer Prize, he committed suicide because of depression.  I will never understand why he left the kid there and walked away. 
Kevin Carter’s last words in his suicide letter:
"I’m really, really sorry. The pain of life overrides the joy to the point that joy does not exist… depressed … without a phone … money for rent … money for child support … money for debts … money!!! … I am haunted by the vivid memories of killings and corpses and anger and pain … of starving or wounded children, of trigger-happy madmen, often police, of killer executioners … I have gone to join Ken if I am that lucky.”

curvesincolor:

This photo won the “Pulitzer Prize” in 1994 by Kevin Carter. The picture shows a sick and hungry child crawling to the UN food camp located about half a mile away. The vulture is waiting for the kid to die so it can eat him. This was a very shocking picture and no one knows what became of the kid, not even Kevin Carter.  We often see such strong pictures and wonder why the photographer didn’t do anything to help. Kevin Carter got a lot hate for not helping the child and leaving as soon as he took the photograph. Three months after he received the Pulitzer Prize, he committed suicide because of depression.  I will never understand why he left the kid there and walked away. 

Kevin Carter’s last words in his suicide letter:

"I’m really, really sorry. The pain of life overrides the joy to the point that joy does not exist… depressed … without a phone … money for rent … money for child support … money for debts … money!!! … I am haunted by the vivid memories of killings and corpses and anger and pain … of starving or wounded children, of trigger-happy madmen, often police, of killer executioners … I have gone to join Ken if I am that lucky.”

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jawnthebaptiste:

kingjaffejoffer:

Michael Brown’s dad before the burial. 
The emotion and all of the sweat…. shit is hard to look at, even if its only a picture

I didn’t want to reblog this because it’s hard to look at, but people SHOULD see it.
We SHOULD see a father mourning his teenage son.
We SHOULD see how a killing like Mike’s can take a toll on not only a community, but a family.
It’s as easy for young black men to become martyrs as it is for them to become victims. They can never just be humans. 
We can never just be.

jawnthebaptiste:

kingjaffejoffer:

Michael Brown’s dad before the burial. 

The emotion and all of the sweat…. shit is hard to look at, even if its only a picture

I didn’t want to reblog this because it’s hard to look at, but people SHOULD see it.

We SHOULD see a father mourning his teenage son.

We SHOULD see how a killing like Mike’s can take a toll on not only a community, but a family.

It’s as easy for young black men to become martyrs as it is for them to become victims. They can never just be humans. 

We can never just be.

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I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person. Oscar Wilde   (via slightlycaptivated)

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socialismartnature:




This sculpture by Issac Cordal in Berlin is called “Politicians discussing global warming.”

socialismartnature:

This sculpture by Issac Cordal in Berlin is called “Politicians discussing global warming.”

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but you don’t act black please tell white people that this will never be a compliment (via ripblkdzn)

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curiouslymistook:

healthycomfyhappy:

blk0912:

boredandmoist:

This time last year I was unemployed, broke, and suicidal.

Today, I just got the keys to my first house.

Give it time.

Needed this today

when you hear people preach that it gets better, they aren’t joking. if it’s not better yet, it will be. 

this post could literally be saving lives rn and that is why i love this website.

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