she asked
‘how will you heal, how can you heal from something like that’
to which i told her
‘two years ago i had no skin.’
‘ten months ago i had no water in my body, anywhere’
‘and, three weeks ago, i had nothing in my face, my back, or my heart.’
Why aren’t more people freaking out about the new Venezuelan labor law?
You know, the one that gives housewives/full-time mothers a pension— wages for housework?
It’s ONLY A HUGE VICTORY FOR FEMINISM, SOCIALISM, AND WOMEN OF COLOR. Not a big deal or anything. Tumblr is mysteriously silent about this.
http://rabble.ca/columnists/2013/05/venezuelas-new-labour-law-best-mothers-day-gift
holy shit!
fucking COOL
(via thefemaletyrant)
Does anyone know of a easy way to save your work from tumblr?
(Source: sherteammourner)
Dress please
(Source: nunerin)
scuse me while I have my beyonce moment
(Source: californiapeople)
(Source: diamondscepter)
(Source: beyonce)
The time Lea Michele tried to serenade Jay Z and Beyoncé wasn’t having it.
Bless you! She was NOT amused.
See now if that was Amber the queen would have been all the way here for it.
Beyonce’s face tho. ummmm okay girl.
all that hollering.
am i the only one that fucking hollered at Jay”s lil awkward “why are you talking to me” wave?
Lookin’ like the “bitch, bye” wave.
(Source: bowdowns)
(Source: beyonce, via radicalrebellion)
oh wait, ainee did make a new apology
for being an antiblack shitstain but it only came 5 days before her seventeen magazine feature came out (ie five days ago), even though the original incident went down two months ago
which is incidentally how long she’s known about the magazine thing
so as far as i’m concerned this apology is her covering her ass. she had plenty of time to not only make a general apology but reach out to specific ppl she hurt. but only RIGHT before her big publicity moment does she get around to it. seent.
as a Haitian woman there is something indestructible inside me.
as a southern woman there is something indestructible inside me.
as a black woman there is something indestructible inside me.
i may get tired.
i may get sick.
i may become weak.
but you will never destroy me.
you will never destroy us.
even in death we are worth more then your paltry attempts to slander, shame and defame.
we’ll just destroy any peace of mind you ever had..