I’m stuck between wanting:
1. A long lasting relationship with my soulmate who supports me and protects me and is my partner and we are completely bad ass together and in love
2. Wanting to have casual sex and rip out the heart of everyone person I meet
3. Being independent and having a loyal dog while I’m married to my career
All while being an awesome mother, b/c my daughter comes above all else.
There is someone out there who thinks you’re ugly. You’re not tall enough for them or rich enough or you’re too fat or your nose is too big for your face. But you have to believe, against all reason, you are good enough. You are capable and amazing and beautiful and lovely and you are here, right now, breathing, full of opportunities to change worlds and forge new definitions in your wake.
(Source: missinglinc, via jays-enigma)
"I’ve never been lonely. I’ve been in a room — I’ve felt suicidal. I’ve been depressed. I’ve felt awful — awful beyond all — but I never felt that one other person could enter that room and cure what was bothering me…or that any number of people could enter that room. In other words, loneliness is something I’ve never been bothered with because I’ve always had this terrible itch for solitude. It’s being at a party, or at a stadium full of people cheering for something, that I might feel loneliness. I’ll quote Ibsen, “The strongest men are the most alone.” I’ve never thought, “Well, some beautiful blonde will come in here and give me a fuck-job, rub my balls, and I’ll feel good.” No, that won’t help. You know the typical crowd, “Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there?” Well, yeah. Because there’s nothing out there. It’s stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I’ve never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. I hid in bars, because I didn’t want to hide in factories. That’s all. Sorry for all the millions, but I’ve never been lonely. I like myself. I’m the best form of entertainment I have. Let’s drink more wine!"
Don’t let white america make you ashamed of African American culture.
Big hoop earrings, gold teeth, rap/hiphop, fried chicken, watermelon, KoolAid, headwraps, slang (ebonics), twerkin, afros, locs, braids, talking loud, etc is all apart of our culture, whether you wanna believe it or not. Next time you feel ashamed of or don’t want to accept something in our culture cuz white america says “its not appropriate” just think; if we had our own land, with just us, would it still be shameful?