*me to the bartender* i want something that doesn’t taste like alcohol but has a lot of alcohol in it
(via thoughtsmindless)
MK. Twenty-2. Texas-made.
*Flips locs* I’m a Boondocks character. Socially awkward black hottie. Bougie, not bad
*me to the bartender* i want something that doesn’t taste like alcohol but has a lot of alcohol in it
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(via lostintemptation)
at 17/18, you know what you’re doing but you aren’t really aware of what you’re doing. You’re still naive, you’re still learning, you’re still making mistakes that have crucial outcomes that you won’t learn from for about another 2/3 years. there’s shit I did at 17 that I wouldn’t do now as a 21 yr old bc I know what isnt for me. You can’t hold these teenagers accountable in the whole R. Kelly case bc yes they knew what they were doing but they didn’t understand that they were being manipulated or abused. At 14/15 you’re just getting in touch with your sexuality and you’re vulnerable. It’s way easier to manipulate a 14 yr old than it is to manipulate a 22 yr old. These girls weren’t fast, they were curious and naive. They were exploited for their youth. They were taken advantage of and brainwashed by a grown man.
(via ngashua)
Somebody just throwing a million dollars on to my naked body and then leaving.
(via okayysophia)
You can discover your favourite band when you’re in your late twenties. You can meet your best friend when you’re in your thirties. You can finally accomplish a life goal when you’re in your fifties. Your youth isn’t the only time frame where amazing, life-changing things can happen.
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i hate how other black folks think you need to be from a specific place , talk a certain way, and eat a certain food to be considered black.
(via blackpxwer)
It’s not that you have issues…… it’s that you have a tendency to continue using instincts you picked up in childhood that are no longer useful to you on your journey towards achieving openness and intimacy and reliability in your personal relationships w others. It’s not that you’re defective or difficult or incapable it’s just that what you learned to do to save yourself from the experience of abandonment or rejection or ridicule or failure is not helpful here anymore and you need to start thinking creatively and collaborating on better ways to cope with that instrinsic fear that you are not correct, that you are faking, that you will be found out and left, whatever it is
(via aninnerconflict)
There is purity in living beautifully. To indulge in the small ecstasies, the small pleasures. Silk dresses, white tea, gold, sunshine, carved crown molding. It is all malleable, atmospherically- our lives. Simplicity, blue palms, white wines, whipped espresso. You create your paradise out of all these simple luxuries, and that’s purely religious. True divinity wades in the warm oceans of bliss.
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(via goldenpoc)
me: *accidentally isolates myself from my friends and disconnects from online communities*
me: whered all my besties go
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(via explicitcherry)
let fat girls be princesses. let fat girls be goddesses draped in translucent gowns. let fat girls wear pastels and miniskirts and high-waisted shorts and crop tops. let fat girls wear leather boots and spike up their hair or shave it off completely. let fat girls be fat girls in their own way without any unnecessary limitations.
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