My mother has her first weave.
When my parents arrived to pick me up from my apartment, I walked to the car seeing a woman with one of those early 90’s bob haircuts with trendy bands in the front. That woman was my mother. I had to squat down at the side of the road, compose myself and then run inside my apartment to laugh. It’s not that she looks awful, it’s more so the fact that she has a weave. It’s...
Some guy just emailed me this.
“wal33**: Ok heres the deal. I want to grab your face and burry it in the crotch of my pants while i strip your shiet off then i wanna bend you over a couch arm and beat your ass till you squirm. is i pull off my pants im gonna drop you to you knees. pull your mouth open and spit in it a couple of times. then trust your head under my sweaty nuts and rub your face in it till i mark you with...
bffl: Girl, where you be!?
this bitch: EXACTLY. my fucking parents.... late ass negroes.
Lawd... can you do my place tonight? vino/opera?
this bitch: yesssssss, Caustin Cory and perhaps others are suppose to go out. pre-game w/mama Callas at your place?
Just you and me!
My mama gone say “Why Rihanna singing bout whips and chains when she just...– Crma_Sutra via Twitter
Accusations fly as Equality Md. copes with crisis →
If only there was a definite “community”. Sometimes I feel like us queers are just a band of thieves, holding onto each other to get by. schweff: I think that it is really sad when we don’t look at the big picture, and focus on bickering and accusations when there is so much to fight for on the way to equality.
I’m about to return to RVA today for a long-awaited visit with old friends and to see my brother. Since my last visit, I’ve had many resolutions occur concerning my bad ties to Richmond. It’s strange to return to an old home, we are all obsessed with this idea of “home” and it fills us with a strange feeling to remember a whole section of memories at one time when...
“I mean, he likes Asian things and I’m Asian”.
1. Go on a date with someone who doesn’t have serious emotional problems that inevitably end with me sleeping with them/never talking to them again. 2. Get zobbed. 3. Get zobbed. 4. Design first tattoo. 5. Make sangria, drink it with friends as the sun’s setting.
radical possibilities, babe: PROTEST THE ACQUITTAL... →
heidivanderlee: When: Friday May 27, 5-7pm Where: In front of the Manhattan Criminal Court building at 100 Centre Street. How: Public Transportation Directions: Take the No. 4 or 5 train to the Brooklyn Bridge Station; the C, N, R, 6 train to Canal Street; the 1 train to Franklin…
Let’s get pseudo-married. I miss you. Be mine.
I know you do boo. I know. myhairisred: I <3 motherswit.
I just want to stay high all of the time. My sexual appetite has waxed with the rising of summer, I feel lusty and vicious. Perhaps it’s foolish to self-medicate, but for now it’s working out.
Things to do if you are a hustling class artist or... →
Joyfully celebrating the killing of a killer who joyfully celebrated killing...– Brian McLaren (via 19o1)
Sophia, knower of all entities and gods has watched silently in the depths of creation, the mother of “God”, he is the most memorable of all egotistical martyrs, an abyss of dark mysteries, now rumbling with the new wars of men, which poisons everything cyclic. She grins as she knows the answer to all: “destruction giving way to nothingness giving way to new birth”