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twerkingdead:

this literally has changed my life

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mentallyhurts said: Lol what's some characteristic traits of a fuck boy?! 💁

pinkvelourtracksuit:

a fuck boy

  • complains about stretch marks or pubic hair 
  • his tumblr archive is a sea of racially ambiguous women and pictures of weed
  • expects u to suck him up for like 5 hours but eats u out for like 2 seconds
  • his twitter and instagram is full of transphobic and misogynistic shit
  • he does music and it’s garbage but he swears that he got bars
  • he texts u shit like ‘when u gone see me?’ or ‘send me a pic’
  • he got that fuck boy hair cut 
doemilk:

I think about this a lot

doemilk:

I think about this a lot

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cash91:

theft does nothing to undermine capitalism so please stop stealing things thanks

this post mine now

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yungkawaiiinigga:

when you from the hood, but educated too

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slugbox:

Go away

me

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hbbits:

she wants the d(eadpool movie)

!!!!!

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queenscylla:

oh wow the new league champ is out

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wait…………………..

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WHAT A DEAL

themattymonster tell ur boss that they need to fix this (make it free for me to use bc he looks cool)

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Black parenting is often too authoritative. White parenting is often too permissive. Both need to change.

In college, I once found myself on the D.C. metro with one of my favorite professors. As we were riding, a young white child began to climb on the seats and hang from the bars of the train. His mother never moved to restrain him. But I began to see the very familiar, strained looks of disdain and dismay on the countenances of the mostly black passengers. They exchanged eye contact with one another, dispositions tight with annoyance at the audacity of this white child, but mostly at the refusal of his mother to act as a disciplinarian. I, too, was appalled. I thought, if that were my child, I would snatch him down and tell him to sit his little behind in a seat immediately. My professor took the opportunity to teach: ‘Do you see how this child feels the prerogative to roam freely in this train, unhindered by rules or regulations or propriety?’

'Yes,' I nodded. “What kinds of messages do you think are being communicated to him right now about how he should move through the world?”

And I began to understand, quite starkly, in that moment, the freedom that white children have to see the world as a place that they can explore, a place in which they can sit, or stand, or climb at will. The world, they are learning, is theirs for the taking.

Then I thought about what it means to parent a black child, any black child, in similar circumstances. I think of the swiftness with which a black mother would have ushered her child into a seat, with firm looks and not a little a scolding, the implied if unspoken threat of either a grounding or a whupping, if her request were not immediately met with compliance. So much is wrapped up in that moment: a desire to demonstrate that one’s black child is well-behaved, non-threatening, well-trained. Disciplined. I think of the centuries of imminent fear that have shaped and contoured African-American working-class cultures of discipline, the sternness of our mothers’ and grandmothers’ looks, the firmness of the belts and switches applied to our hind parts, the rhythmic, loving, painful scoldings accompanying spankings as if the messages could be imprinted on our bodies with a sure and swift and repetitive show of force.

I think with fond memories of the big tree that grew in my grandmother’s yard, with branches that were the perfect size for switches. I hear her booming and shrill voice now, commanding, “Go and pick a switch.” I laugh when I remember that she cut that tree down once we were all past the age of switches.

And then I turn to Adrian Peterson. Not even a year ago, Peterson’s 2-year-old son, whom he did not know, was murdered by his son’s mother’s boyfriend. More recently, Adrian Peterson has been charged with negligent injury to a child, for hitting his 4-year-old son with a switch, in a disciplinary episode that left the child with bruises and open cuts on his hands, legs, buttocks and scrotum.

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I miss Robbie!!!

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simulatedcity:

These are vacant tumblr positions and it shows

simulatedcity:

These are vacant tumblr positions and it shows

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this is what im on tumblr for

this is what im on tumblr for

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