I don’t understand you-
You go around like you know everybody.
Acting like your so great and proper because of your skin.
Well sir,
I’d rather talk to any other person in the world-
Then to a self centered racist person-
Like yourself.
You say it is just your opinion
You say it is not racist if…
Through dissemblance, these middle-class activist African American women sought to respond to and defend against the sexualized myths to frame themselves as “good women” and therefore gain access to the privileges of womanhood. But the privileges of white women were not based on an assumption of equality. They resulted from an ideology that saw white women as weak, pure, and needing male protection. The politics of respectability too often conformed to similarly dichotomous thinking about what is bad and good in women.
– ‘Sister Citizen: Shame, Stereotypes, and Black Women in America’ by Melissa Harris-Perry (via acceptthis) Via i am as i should beWe don’t need to have a national conversation on race, we need to have a national intervention on race.
– Zandar, “Post Racial America My Ass” (via icantbelieveitsalawblog) Via I can't believe it's a law blog!
Depression can be powerful
Hey my followers, I’m back. I’m just gonna send out a little message. I just got finished watching Demi Lovato’s documentary. It was powerful and inspired me. She truly is one of my role models. A lot of things she talked about hit home to me. I suffer from depression and not many people know that. I just found this out a couple of months ago. It’s not easy. Imagine being sucked into a hole where you can’t crawl out of. You just feel yourself sinking faster and faster. It’s hard. So when people tell me “oh just smile and get over it” or “you’ll be fine”…no I can’t just get over it. It’s deeper than just sadness. It’s a disease that has it’s claws on you and you can’t pry them off. I’ve been working on it for months and I’m slowly getting better. I decided to fight it and use it for good. I will not let my depression get worse or have control over me. I decided to channel what I was feeling into writing and poetry. I want to be an inspiration that can help people find the strength in themselves to overcome whatever they are going through. No i will not tell that person “oh get over it” or “you’ll be fine soon”. Pain is sometimes deeper than what another person can understand and we as humans should help one another fight to be strong.
Remember, you are worth it. No matter what anyone tells you, you are beautiful and powerful and can do anything you set your mind to do. Spread the love and open your hearts. Stop the hate and let go of the anger. Only then will you truly be free. I’m not saying it’s going to be easy but, in time, you will succeed. It’s okay to feel down and sad but please try not to let it take over your life. Be happy being you because there is only one you. No one can be you better than you can.
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You’re beautiful, and you’re worth more than harming yourself.
– Demi Lovato (via colourmelonely) Via forever & ever, my dear.
http://www.psychofactz.com/ It’s something that most people (probably most likely of the male side of things) don’t know. There is a code and meaning behind the number of roses you give to someone on a bouquet. Here’s some examples:
- One rose: On a first date, it means love at first sight.
- Three roses: the shared love of a couple. A traditional one month anniversary.
- Nine roses: Means we’ll be together forever.
- Twelve roses: Means “be mine!”
- Fifteen roses: “I’m sorry!”
- Twenty-four: “I’m yours!”
Love isn’t an act, it’s a whole life. It’s staying with her now because she needs you; it’s knowing you and she will still care about each other when sex and daydreams, fights and futures—when all that’s on the shelf and done with. Love—why, I’ll tell you what love is: it’s you at seventy-five and her at seventy-one, each of you listening for the other’s step in the next room, each afraid that a sudden silence, a sudden cry, could mean a lifetime’s talk is over.
– Brian Moore (via miss-shawntel)(Source: aabigaaill)
Via The rest is still unwritten ∞About me
I'm a 20 year old woman who goes to college to become an elementary school teacher. I love sports, dancing, reading, writing, and having fun. I'm engaged to a wonderful man and can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him.
