girl named Princess.
ask about me.
"i do my thing & you do yours. i am not in this world to live up to your expectations, & you are not in this world to live up to mine. you are you & i am i, & if by chance we find each other, then it is beautiful. if not, it can't be helped." -- frederick perls..
hey kanye remember that collab you did with keri hilso-
Anti-Black
This is a video i created on anti-blackness.
Multiple times I have been forced to endure the constant voice of whiteness and racism that many black college students have to. I’ve been accused of having a black-only scholarship, called the “n-word” or ghetto. Then I was scolded if I reacted violently and told I was backing stereotypes.
So i decided what would it be like if white had to endure the hatred of blacks without any chance to defend themselves and looking at the things they caused.
y’all need to watch this right now
THIS IS WRONG ON SO MANY LEVELS. they say that black people cannot be racist and yet here is proof that they can be. There may be some white people out there who do act in harsh ways towards black people yes. but that does not mean that everyone is like that. Just as every Muslim person is not a terrorist, not every white person is a racist. In order to stop stereotyping we need to stop it all, and not create another one.
Shut up white girl
yaasssssss
IN PHYSICAL PAIN
Girl. She came ready to fight like nobodies business.. Look at her outfit. LOOK AT IT! Wearing an outfit that looks like she about to go ready to work at a dollar store. Peep that tear on pants leg (omg is that jeggins too?).
And her hair is up? I would have torn off them heels and dipped, because Im not about getting my ass rebuked on national television.
i’m so here for thissssssssssssss
world history
In one sentence
You don’t need to buy mE expensive things or take me out to dinner every night or even every weekend. I don’t need the world or want the world. I want the little things. If you push my hair out of face or rub my back. Or if you randomly kiss my cheek. Or text me randomly saying you miss me. Or if you make a tweet about me or post a picture of us on instagram. Then that’s all I care about. I want the little things. I care way more about that, than anything else.
When you try to pick up a conversation with someone you haven’t talked to in a while and used to be close to, but you notice that they don’t make any effort to talk to you and just push you further away to the point where you realize that things have changed and it’d be probably better to let go. People come and go, sadly. Even the ones you thought you’d never lose.
Yes
