Richard Wright saves lives

"Gangster of the human spirit that he was, Hitler organized into a brutal army the men who live in those areas of society that the Western world had neglected, organized those men whose reality the Western world could not see." --xxv, 'Black Metropolis'

CBear Wisdom

"the vagina is such a hassle.."

Virgin suisse

An original poem by Yours Truly

It's raining, peacefully so...
Lullabying our little lives to rest
You can't escape mother nature
Her omnipresence grants her authority over your nightly routines
Unbeknownst to you, she's listening..she's listening to every grin and whisper of the sweet & salty night
Inspired by the moon dance, she's calling for a response
Feeding us her barely sweet, wet, chilling truth
For not just our tongues, but our fingers, noses, ankles, nipples, and shoulder blades.
She tickles us with everything she thinks we need to feel...everything we need to know..right now.

Little Loves

I LOCK COVE

#fendi skank
  
Ms. Divine's Homosexual Soirée

Rain drops 


Networking w. strong, beautiful, black women!


coffee dates


commitment--PIRG, Lambda, GlobeMed, WC!

BLACK OUT

Our Deepest, Richest Chocolate Cake with Chocolate Chips, Finished with Almonds.

 Mmmm, that's sexy! #NoRegrets

Redemption Songs

A gal couldn't ask for better parents.

My apologies for ever doubting...

On my way to mi casa segunda. On my way to baby Michael, my pharaoh, Panda, Krisi, and Lake Michigan. On my way to a healthy, wholesome, scandalous final year of college.

Ohm. Nom Nom.

g chat saves lives

So it is documented somewhere in history: best gchat session, ever.

Wazoo

Home :)

Teenage Dream-Fuckin' A.

Why can't I just do it? Fucking bloody hell. If god is love and sex is lovely, why can't I have both?! Am I just being an ungreatful bitch? By not being willing to suppress my sexual appetite to "please god"? Y is giving into your id for a while so bad? Is hell even that bad? Idk anymore. From 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' and 'Secret Things', I've learned that manipulating people is bad, giving into love is good, and being honest and truthful is good. If people always comment on the love that burns within me, why does my father think I'm so lost? Y does he speak to me as if I'm of the devil? As if I have no love in my heart.. No god. Fuck people telling me who I am. If the way I live isn't really life, then I don't wanna fuckin' live. How can u tell me my life isn't beautiful. That the people in my life aren't beautiful? I'm sick to my stomach thinkin' about this shit. Every time I come home, I'm told my life, that I've worked so hard to have, is in shambles. As if he knew how glorious those 2am walks home were. As if he knew of the love letters. As if he had even the slightest idea how much I inspire those around me to love hard. Please, GTFO. I can't do this anymore. I don't feel at home anymore. I am a stranger here.  As hard as it is for me to say, my home is not here. I am thankful for all they've done for me. But, I am disappointed they don't recognize the joy I've come to have and be. I'm disappointed they don't recognize that that joy stems from things honest, lovely and good. Fuck it. Damn it. Damn it all to hell. Your god is suffocating me! My only covenant is to love. End of story mothafuckas.

'Secret Things'

Mind blown.

"Femmes fatales are either narcissists or lesbians. They are frigid with men.  They come when they want to, which isn't often. It's their strength." -Nathalie

"The wise do not mourn the dead or the living." -Cristophe: witnessed mother's death. subsequently powerful and fearless, yet vulnerable to death. "Don't shoot yourself...you don't even exist." C soon forgotten.

Now we can enter into the * of princes. incest. break ties to moral/civil code. freedom of libidinal desires--the id. chaotic. decadent. sinful. temporary. obsolete. 

Death is omnipresent.

Vonnegut's Trafalmadorians- "So it goes" response to death.

Got my go go etc. gadget flow

Best ca-fe in the whole wide world.

Dark theatre

 They say good friends make the best lovers...

'One Day' Trailer

9/10 Sermon

Joram was nurturing his big 'BUTs' by relapsing into disbelief and forgetting prior blessings God had bestowed on him.

Joram was so preoccupied with his fears that he didn't realize God had placed him on the 'Crossroads of Salvation' to help Naaman.

#tumblr steals

in the absence of ___

bitter. breaking. broken.

green eyes.

brain stamps: jealous. BAD. don't ...just don't go there. What's the point? The moment is gone. You had no shots. life is not fair. nor is it how you see it. like Daddy always says. so, move on. you also can't write like that. not because you're dumb.errr. but because you can't write like that. cheats. in my dreams, we kissed a thousand times. but no dry...lips. pouted. put them away. what was i thinking. toying..around. toying with his. her. his heart. not heart. flesh. toying with flesh. stay away from flames. they scar after they burn. white on black on white on black. off. no one is here. but you right now. in your head. write write write. don't keep checkin. time is not yours. you can't make them do what you think. you think you are the puppet mistress. news flash. flash. flash. *try harder. always. try. do. do harder. faster. stronger. skip better. hope 4 better. harder better..stop. stop. wheel around.

Also, *blush*

Word vomit

Fuck the bs. fuck the drama. fuck hourly facebook status updates. fuck pressure to be proud. fuck u and u and u, but no u, my dear. fuck poverty. fuck no hot water. fuck MAC..fuck 'intended career path?'..fuck meeeeeeeeeeeee

please.

thnks.

yuck.

GN

"Your worth more than your weight in gold to me."

Hasta la vista, bitties.

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nice earrings

"All this responsibility made her a bitchy flibbertigibbet." --Sh5, p.29

mikyle

I will go gentle into that good night

I will go gentle into that good night
I will not rage against but embrace the dying of the light

I will tip toe secretly up to the slipping dawn
and surrender myself to the world of sleepers

I will throw myself in
arms spread wide
dance, spin, collide
take flight
into that other realm

I step gently into that good night
That sweet scented night
of mystery and fear,
escape and release.

From it I will drink,
Long deep draughts
and spill its secrets
allow them to run their course
dance through my veins
illuminate my mind
Reveal all that was once unknown,
forgotten,
lost.

I will go gentle into that good night
Allow it to sweep me up in its fierce, benevolent embrace
Carry me home
Tears of joy I shed

For all we know
death –
is but the prelude to life

"It is so short and jumbled and jangled, Sam, because there is nothing intelligent to say about a massacre." --Slaughterhouse 5, p. 19

NYC times infinity

Brooklyn

Lake @ Central Park

Katz Delicatessen!

Horsey @ Central Park

Lauryn Hill

Daww, Mike n his lil' friend

King o' da Jungle.