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freckles + glasses + bob =  win

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One week from LA! I know you missed me Cali.

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Yes Ma’am

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So my girl Sash and I have been doing the clatchet thing for quite a few years now... we met back at People en Español when we were young tenderonis embarking on the quest of conquering a piece of the pie that is entertainment. Our friendship was AUTHENTIC from the get- and that’s why we are still friends. And so I wanted to give her a shout out, for being a bomb ass chica with a heart of gold who also keeps running these NYC streets with me. 

ALSO (ALSO)- We about to turn sht upside down this summer by launching our own ventures. So stay tuned for that! In the meantime find @girlgangnyc on IG and press that follow button.

Big Tings Coming.

Peace & Light

Yari

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Such a good breakup song 

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(via https://vine.co/v/eOx6eJ7ia3e)

When the guy you think is cute tells you he thinks you’re cute but you’re trynna play it cool LOL

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Because it’s Friday. Because this is hilarious. Because Blake’s street cred just shot up by a trillion. Because I love apple pie with a scoop of ice cream lol

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Wednesday Vibes

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Me Being a Nike Fitness Model

Okay... maybe not a fitness model yet lol But this was a fun way to start my week. 

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Ummm Summer 2015 mood lol Listen to these lyrics... Please. Thank you. And come again.

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Fly Look of the Day

GlencyFeliz

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News That Broke My Heart

“His parents showed me his bedroom on the second floor. Next to his bed was his MacBook Air. (Rosie O’Donnell had given it to him.) A bicycle stood by the closet. There were two holes near the door, which he had made with his fist some months earlier. Mustard-yellow sheets covered his bed. And, to the side of the room, atop a jumble of clothes, there were two mustard-yellow strips that he had evidently torn from his bedsheets.As his father explained, he’d apparently decided that these torn strips of sheet were not strong enough. That afternoon, at about 12:15 P.M., he went into another bedroom, pulled out the air conditioner, and pushed himself out through the hole in the wall, feet first, with a cord wrapped around his neck. His mother was the only other person home at the time. After she heard a loud thumping noise, she went upstairs to investigate, but couldn’t figure out what had happened. It wasn’t until she went outside to the backyard and looked up that she realized that her youngest child had hanged himself.”- Via the New Yorker

I don’t even know where to begin with this. To be in prison for something you didn’t do. To be beat up. To be abused. To deal with your own personal demons. To feel like no one understands and that things are too much to handle... All of it makes me sad. I wish he knew there was hope and things would get better. Mental health is so important to me. I always check in with myself and ask: how do I feel today? why do I feel that way? And if things sound irrational I try to recognize it. I try to stop any downward spirals. Some of us have no cares in the world while others struggle with different things each day. I wish him peace. 

Peace & Light Kalief Browder

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Taj Tenfold

Super fly... 

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Hi Tuesday! Power up!

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FLYEST Prom Dress Evah

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box braids…Denym - June 2015

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