"Make damn sure what you’re waiting for, is worth the fucking wait."
DO NOT DISMISS A SOMETHING A CHILD IS PROUD OF. LOOK AT IT. POINT SOMETHING OUT AND TELL THEM YOU LOVE IT. IF A CHILD DRAWS YOU A RAINBOW, TELL THEM YOU LOVE HOW IT HAS RED. THEY WILL THINK “WOW. IT DOES HAVE RED. THEY LOVE HOW I PUT RED IN IT. I PUT RED IN IT. AND THEY NOTICED.” MAKE SURE YOUR CHILD KNOWS YOU ARE PROUD OF THEM.
(Source: officialbabydoll, via dynastylnoire)
Pictures of Rosa Park & Rodney King
I made this for a Project I’m taking on at uni Called History goes Viral, they are rough pics but I’m hoping for the final product to be better!
Black History is Everyday Bitch!
Sounds like a nice project. But just so you know… that photo of Rosa Parks is 100% staged. It was taken on December 21, 1956, the day after the Supreme Court’s ruling that the Montgomery bus systems racial seating practices were illegal actually took effect. The white man is Nicholas Chriss, who was a reporter for the United Press International of Atlanta, shooting that day for Look Magazine. It was his partner who took the photo. Similar photo-ops were done that same day with Dr. King, and others. The actual date of Mrs. Parks refusal to give up her seat was December 1, 1955. Not sure if this knowledge changes your project or not (that caption, maybe?) but it changes what you know of your country’s history, so… there you have it.
Shit Dark Skin People Are Sick Hearing →
- So where in Africa are you from? Nigeria?
- You’re really cute for a dark skin girl/guy.
- You’re skin is such a pretty shade of black.
- I didn’t know people could get that dark.
- You look so exotic.
- I love “ebony” women.
- I’m not really into dark skin men/women.
- You need to…
No guys, I need to stop and talk about something in this movie and how fucking revolutionary it was; something that I haven’t seen in a movie before or since.
This is a movie about a kid who leaves her birth family.
Not a kid who find that they have a secret lineage or something that allows them to find their ‘true family’ - this is a movie about a kid whose true birth family is made up of bad people. So she gets out. And that is played as the right thing to do. She isn’t punished for it or made to feel bad about ‘abandoning her family’. There isn’t an underlying ‘but they’re your family and you have to love them’ or ‘they’re your family and they love you even if they don’t show it well or do hurtful things’ message of the kind that I see OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER in media. Matilda gets out and lives happily ever after because of it.
We need a million more movies like this to counter the metric shit ton of movies that directly counter this message.
#sometimes the family you start with isn’t a good one #but you can find your own #family is not absolute #blood is not absolute
I think Ms. Honey is the reason I wanted to become a teacher lol although I feel like sometimes I’m more like the Trunchbull..
"What makes the non-South Asian person’s use of the bindi problematic is the fact that a pop star like Selena Gomez wearing one is guaranteed to be better received than I would if I were to step out of the house rocking a dot on my forehead. On her, it’s a bold new look; on me, it’s a symbol of my failure to assimilate. On her, it’s unquestionably cool; on me, it’s yet another marker of my Otherness, another thing that makes me different from other American girls. If the use of the bindi by mainstream pop stars made it easier for South Asian women to wear it, I’d be all for its proliferation — but it doesn’t. They lend the bindi an aura of cool that a desi woman simply can’t compete with, often with the privilege of automatic acceptance in a society when many non-white women must fight for it."
I know better now, and so I am trying to do better. It is painful because the old ways are so comfortable but I know in my heart that pain is the only thing that will bloom if I go backwards and plant the same seeds I always did.
I want to feel the sun kiss my skin, and watch the light grow inside of me. So yes, I know better, and yes I will try to do better. I will trust that this uncomfortable feeling will fade into peace, and I will be one step closer to being free in me.
I am letting go of many things, thoughts, feelings, and people that have weighed me down until the water filled my lungs. I am learning how to breathe again without them, and it feels bittersweet but I know this is what is right for me.
I won’t explain or justify myself to anyone. I will live out my life with joy, with peace, with honesty, and I will not let anything unravel me again.
This is my story, and beautiful things will be written in each page. The light will soak into my words, and I will come alive in each chapter. No more holding back. No more pleasing you. No more making myself small to make you more. I am here, and I am going to take up space. I am going to live.
"I’m more than whatever delusion you had of me. Stop calling me, stop texting me. I wasn’t worth your time, now you’re not worth mine."
When I date someone at this point in my life. I’m not dating them just to say I’m dating someone. I’m dating them with the intent to build, progress and have a romantic partnership. If somewhere along the lines it doesn’t work out, fine. But they’ll never be able to say I didn’t try to grow with them.
(Source: elusivelyshani, via just-that-girl-xo)
"I’ve had friends that couldn’t be my lovers. I’ve had lovers who couldn’t be my friends. I can’t wait for the day I find the person that is both."