killing time

my mind drifts


Preguntas.

(Source: sunnygabriel)

fyeahblackhippy:

hausofriya:

Wow. Like wow. I love black people. I love my people.

Yoooooo.

chvnce-tha-rap:

afriet:

John F. Kennedy on civil rights

And you wonder why he was shot

(Source: afriet)

I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.

Clemence Poesy (via mrsclarkkent)

(Source: vsace)

Had me fooled. I really thought you were better than that, bigger than that.

Had me fooled. I really thought you were better than that, bigger than that.

(Source: afterthesmoke)

mangosandmantras:

where are the notes this is beautiful

the mobile version is amazing, click on it

This is amazing

Reblogged for the mobile version it’s dope

(Source: killergnomes)

yeezius:

Mos Def

Everything

wantthathair:

Cotton Hair! fyblackwomenart:
Stary Night by Coily And Cute via Tumblr

wantthathair:

Cotton Hair! fyblackwomenart:

Stary Night by Coily And Cute
via Tumblr

(Source: witchoria)

maximumbuttitude:

stunningpicture:

In very rare circumstances it is possible to see a full 360 degree rainbow from an airplane

target locked. firing lesbian ray

(Source: never-been-tam3d)

I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible.
Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.

Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.

But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.

And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.

We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.

We never know when the bus is coming.

Lewis, Rachel C.. Tell The People You Love That You Love Them. (via prufrockslovesong)

(Source: wordsnquotes)

themaninthegreenshirt:

Miles Davis, signed copy of Kind Of Blue currently listed on ebay for $35,000 

howtobeterrell:

Finally someone brought this back to slavery and NOT the civil rights movement! This is an anti black issue NOT a civil rights issue!

(Source: pearlsandsweatpants)

babylonfalling:

until the day of liberation

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