Three simple rules in life. 1. If you do not go after what you want, you’ll never have it. 2. If you do not ask, the answer will always be no. 3. If you do not step forward, you will always be in the same place.”
— (via wild-spirit)
it’s so weird that people are shaming Beyonce for being sexual during her performance when literally in the speech in flawless says “We teach girls that they cannot be sexual beings in the way that boys are." Like how do you miss the point that bad
Porn is not about sex, it’s about sexualized power. Porn, a few outliers notwithstanding, is about men fucking women into submission, often violently. If it weren’t, there’d be no choking, no puking, no bukkake, no gang bangs, no double (or quadruple) penetration, no ATM, no slapping, no name-calling, no images of multiple men high-fiving each other while they use and abuse one woman’s body, no porn copy containing phrases like “until she cries” or “watch this little whore get ____” or “Interchangeable Female Body vs. Fearsome Violent Penis.” The porn industry, if it were just all about sex rather than about sexualized hate, wouldn’t be in a race to the bottom with itself to create ever more absurd configurations of bodies, the sole aim of which seems to be to subject women to the most heinous abuse possible.
Don’t bother telling me that the porn you watch isn’t quite that gnarly. Check out the behavior of the men in comparison to that of the women, look at the positions of the bodies, think about the camera angle, listen to what is being said, think about whose pleasure seems paramount, then come back and tell me the porn you watch isn’t just as much (if not more) about dominance and submission as it is about sex.”
— Nine Deuce (x)
You’re not fucking poetic and most days I’m glad for it but some days I really ache for it, I do, I know how it feels to ache like that, I’ve broken enough bones in my body to feel the ache deep down inside them when it rains, and it’s like it’s constantly drizzling inside me when you’re quiet, or when you’re here but not really here and I watch the way you look at things, and just once I wish your eyes would burn for me like that when you’re not holding a bottle. Those people that everyone writes about falling in love with do not exist, they can’t exist because no one is that way all the time, no one makes you coffee every morning because we’re human and eventually we get tired and forget, they don’t eat pomegranates and leak blood all over the kitchen floor and laugh over the mess. They don’t always hold you when you need holding and they don’t always know the right thing to say, and sometimes they don’t even say anything at all. They never know why you’re crying.
Who the hell eats pomegranates anyway?
She’s poetic in the way that I don’t understand half the shit that she says. But it’s still drizzling inside me when she looks right through me and doesn’t say anything at all, and I guess you could call that poetry too, but I wouldn’t. It just hurts.
— you call yourself a poet (via lonelyscribbles)
Vampire doctors that can smell if you have a blood disease.
Werewolf therapy animals for sick kids.
Nature sprite and nymph nurses that always make sure people have pretty flowers to brighten up their white rooms.
Fauns that go around and sing and dance for patients so that they smile.
Nice monster hospitals would be amazing
Someone write a book about this.
Where twerking originated
muthafuckas need to learn
I hate when people say it’s not the same thing. Like sure the social context may have changed but the style of dance is the same. A lot of the things we do today got passed down and we don’t even realize… Like sucking our teeth out of frustration is a habit that comes out of west Africa.
Other things include
Rolling in an entourage. In my culture it is taboo to go to events e.g to visit the in-laws without an entourage. You have to take your people. A person without people is unheard of. Just taboo.
Speaking in rhyme and using metarphors. Using metaphors is also sign of respect ‘hlonipha’. You can’t just blurt out things, you’ve got to couch them well.
Pouring libations. Honour for the ancestors.
Name checking and calling out your bragging right. An age old African tradition, Everytime we went to visit my grandparents they’d welcome us at the gate and they’d invoke the answers by name checking and bragging about their feats.
Twerking has it’s roots in Africa however, because twerking is a very provocative dance, a lot of it was done in private specifically amongst fellow women , for example the coastal women of Kenya only do it on the eve wedding night when they’ve gone to keep the bride company and to advise on tings and tings..y’know girl talk and how it gets raunchy.
yup! rolling with an entourage:because people can truly tell who you are, by who you chill with. and theirs a Nigerian proverb that says that better XD
There is no
No amount of kisses,
cups of tea,
or core-shaking laughs
will fix you.
You have to save yourself.
You have to
for that peace.”