I remember when I was in high school i couldn’t wait to be 18 so that i could attend an HBCU and go to clubs like this. I imagined myself hat cocked to the side, dancing wildly with black folks wearin’ head-wraps and natural hair, rockin’ fly-ass, earth-toned outfits. Everyone slightly glistening with sweat jammin’ til the wee hours of the morning… does this even...
My body really prefers to be vegan.
Feel Prettier, Jess.
I think that everyone has a little stalker in them. Especially with all this social media (twitter, facebook, myspace, tumblr, etc.) opening up the whole world to your thoughts, club escapades, and favorite #trends. Which is alright, all the way up until you genuinely start freaking people out by saving their FB pictures to your desktop and looking at them when you are lonely (experienced it,...
Don’t you know no good?
Don’t toss out the baby with the bath water.– this kinda make me laugh.
Pata Pata- Miriam Makeba! :)
I didn’t to my damn homework because i fucking hate homework. I hate it so much that it completely slipped my mind until the last minute. And even then, right there, in that last minute of opportunity to do my fucking homework, I still chose not to do it. FUCK YOU school… fuck you.
Feist. “Honey, honey.”
I need an obnoxious-ass tumblr theme. the search continues…
One of these days, I’ll show you how nice a man can be, one of these days now...– Muddy Waters (via mrblackmon)
It’s been real.– Aplsd