jaclcfrost:

"i’m not bitter" i say, bitterly, with a bitter expression

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The second I get some real money, I’m going to go broke buying black leather pants

"Not queer like gay. Queer like, escaping definition. Queer like some sort of fluidity and limitlessness at once. Queer like a freedom too strange to be conquered. Queer like the fearlessness to imagine what love can look like…and pursue it."

Brandon Wint (via ethiopienne)

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Syd is SO FINE in person

truly

Ok so I just heard a song by Gil Scott-Heron called “The Subject Was Faggots” and I’m very disturbed and yet not surprised because so many black male revolutionaries of the 60s and 70s were homophobic and transphobic with so much conviction 

And knowing this is true it still takes my breath away for a second to encounter the evidence

But I also have the potential to be comforted by the fact that on his last original album, one of the interludes includes this statement: “Being blessed is not just being able to float on air…I’m saying if you have to pay for the things you’ve done wrong, I’ve got a big bill coming.”

Perhaps that wasn’t atonement but it’s going to have to work.

But honestly I should just work harder at not seeing someone’s positive or negative actions as a total reflection of their entire character as a full person

Which is hard when it hurts

But that’s life. The end.

baduist:

i’m on a whole ‘nother level of slept on & it’s really quite astounding

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20 Years Old Today

camilletheterrible:

Today I saw the most amazing rendering of Billie Holiday I’ve ever seen. Twice my height. Acrylic on canvas. Absolutely breathtaking.

I talked to the artist. He said I have it in me.

I came all the way to New Orleans just to breathe the air of the city. 

My bones feel old, but I feel happy.

Did I mention that one of the last things I did as a teenager was to come out to my parents? Because I did that yesterday.

niggasandcomputers:

I love young black people we all we got because who else gon understand us

(via theogblackjesus)

"…Deserve it, then. Study, do your work. Be honest, frank and fearless and get some grasp of the real values of life. You will meet, of course, curious little annoyances. People will wonder at your dear brown and the sweet crinkley hair. But that simply is of no importance and will soon be forgotten. Remember that most folk laugh at anything unusual, whether it is beautiful, fine or not. You, however, must not laugh at yourself. You must know that brown is as pretty as white or prettier…The main thing is the YOU beneath the clothes and skin—the ability to do, the will to conquer, the determination to understand and know this great, wonderful, curious world. Don’t shrink from new experiences and custom. Take the cold bath bravely…Enjoy what is, and not pine for what is not. Read some good, heavy, serious books just for discipline: Take yourself in hand and master yourself. Make yourself do unpleasant things, so as to gain the upper hand of your soul."

W.E.B. Du Bois

In 1914, his soon-to-be 14-year-old daughter, Yolande, left the family home to study at Bedales School in England. He wrote her the [above, excerpted] letter of advice soon after her arrival…

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"I am convinced that most people do not grow up…We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as magnolias."

Maya Angelou, Letter to My Daughter (via quotes-shape-us)

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the year i was born**

**not true