martianwritings:

soyelguero:

martianwritings:

Damn 9 months fly by.
So yeah 9 months ago I met this fucker over here, and I don’t really know how to encompass that day. Do I talk about how he was late to our date in the Chelsea Market because he had gotten a haircut then got the wrong directions? Do I talk about how nervous I was,or maybe how exciting it was to hear the now familiar fluster in his voice on the phone explaining that he’d get to the market real soon?
No, that’s a story for another day. However, what I will say, is that I have never met someone so inherently good. There is something special about him, as cliche as that may seem. He exudes a quiet energy that he doesn’t seem to see. But I see it. More accurately I feel it. So palpable, I am always wrapped up in his energy before his arms reach me. He heals me. 
Okay, okay I am done. I just needed to get a bit mushy for sec. 

OH MY GOD
VOY A LLORAR 

Lol stawp

ahhh! I can’t even— (๑→‿ฺ←๑) ♥♥

martianwritings:

soyelguero:

martianwritings:

Damn 9 months fly by.

So yeah 9 months ago I met this fucker over here, and I don’t really know how to encompass that day. Do I talk about how he was late to our date in the Chelsea Market because he had gotten a haircut then got the wrong directions? Do I talk about how nervous I was,or maybe how exciting it was to hear the now familiar fluster in his voice on the phone explaining that he’d get to the market real soon?

No, that’s a story for another day. However, what I will say, is that I have never met someone so inherently good. There is something special about him, as cliche as that may seem. He exudes a quiet energy that he doesn’t seem to see. But I see it. More accurately I feel it. So palpable, I am always wrapped up in his energy before his arms reach me. He heals me. 

Okay, okay I am done. I just needed to get a bit mushy for sec. 

OH MY GOD

VOY A LLORAR 

Lol stawp

ahhh! I can’t even— (๑→‿ฺ←๑) 

Reblogged from Martian Writings

ashleighthelion:

Free Figure Revolution’s Body Posi Rally at VCU!

Reblogged from Cross-Leggèd Defiance
soulbrotherv2:

102-Year Old Woman Fights to Keep Land Her Parents Earned from their Slave Masters

Luminant Mining Co. is not thrilled with the predicament that they are currently facing in Dirgin, Texas. The company wishes to acquire a 9.1 acre plot of land for their business, but has been unsuccessful thus far.
This is largely in part to the resistance on the part of Ida Finley and her family. Ida, who is just a few weeks shy of her 102nd birthday, has held on to this land for some time. Ida’s late husband, Adolphus, worked on the land and before that his parents worked on that land as slaves.  [Continue reading at Your Black World.]

soulbrotherv2:

102-Year Old Woman Fights to Keep Land Her Parents Earned from their Slave Masters

Luminant Mining Co. is not thrilled with the predicament that they are currently facing in Dirgin, Texas. The company wishes to acquire a 9.1 acre plot of land for their business, but has been unsuccessful thus far.

This is largely in part to the resistance on the part of Ida Finley and her family. Ida, who is just a few weeks shy of her 102nd birthday, has held on to this land for some time. Ida’s late husband, Adolphus, worked on the land and before that his parents worked on that land as slaves.  [Continue reading at Your Black World.]

Reblogged from Black Women in History
By insisting that we aren’t ‘hairy, man-hating lesbians’, we are telling the Patriarchy that lesbians, women with hair and women with valid reasons to hate men aren’t worthy of our concern or our support.
That is not a feminism I support.
Reblogged from Enjoying the Trip

singithigh:

“To all the women who quietly made history”

Reblogged from Black Women in History
thatlieslgirlie:

I can’t even with this woman.

thatlieslgirlie:

I can’t even with this woman.

Reblogged from AfraFemme

When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ‘goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

b-random:

I posted this about a year ago, but I love it so I re-blogged.

Reblogged from Cross-Leggèd Defiance
thelotusflames:

dear white folk,
I know you may think you look so edgy and different when you cut your hair into a mowhawk, stretch your earlobes, don keffiyehs, wear native american headdresses, call yourself a gypsy, or wear a bindi, but you should know that if you truly appreciated another culture you would not wear it as a symbol of defiance or counter culture to your own. Our cultures have been mocked all our lives, but the minute a piece of sanskrit gets tatooed on some famous individual our culture is stolen from underneath us. It suddenly becomes validated, because once something has appreciation from white people it now has marketing value. All the while we are being told to change to conform and once we have changed out of every article of our culture you appropriate it, sell it, and then call us lacking in taste and creativity.
This goes out to any POC who have ever noticed the hypocrisy of the majority for calling us barbaric for wearing the clothing of our people only to steal it from us to create appropriated trash.

thelotusflames:

dear white folk,

I know you may think you look so edgy and different when you cut your hair into a mowhawk, stretch your earlobes, don keffiyehs, wear native american headdresses, call yourself a gypsy, or wear a bindi, but you should know that if you truly appreciated another culture you would not wear it as a symbol of defiance or counter culture to your own. Our cultures have been mocked all our lives, but the minute a piece of sanskrit gets tatooed on some famous individual our culture is stolen from underneath us. It suddenly becomes validated, because once something has appreciation from white people it now has marketing value. All the while we are being told to change to conform and once we have changed out of every article of our culture you appropriate it, sell it, and then call us lacking in taste and creativity.

This goes out to any POC who have ever noticed the hypocrisy of the majority for calling us barbaric for wearing the clothing of our people only to steal it from us to create appropriated trash.

Reblogged from AfraFemme
Reblogged from Moon Eternal Power!