- Søren Kierkegaard (via blackestdespondency)
Tomorrow is my birthday. That’s weird.
This is the dumbest shit ever.
Last night, I dreamt that I was being kidnapped. The man had his arm around my neck, so I bit it as hard as I could.
Well, it turns out, it was my arm.
That shit hurt.
My best gal.
Love “Da Man Wit the Chips” but Jameila White is the new “Protest MVP.” #staywoke #trill
Yesterday I got a call from my sister Cheeraz Gormon in St. Louis who was standing with poet Elizabeth Vega. They wanted me to know that a few women had created, on lawns, in the streets, healing stations, a place where the youth could come and scream and cry and be held and heard in love. Mighty work. — Dream Hampton
Rapidly unfriending people on facebook. ”The Ferguson shooting had nothing to do with race.”
blah blah blah aka *white feelings I don’t care about*