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please god let chatgpt die out like nfts did. With a fast and graceless fall into irrelevancy
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Watch: Poet Porsha Olayiwola heartbreakingly reminds us all that black women’s lives matter too.
“Men and boys are seen as the primary target of racial injustice,” AAPF associate director Rachel Gilmer told TakePart in May. “This has led to the idea that women and girls of color are not doing as bad, or that we’re not at risk at all.”
But studies show otherwise: Black women are killed and sexually assaulted by the police, and incarcerated at almost three times the rate of their white female counterparts. Yet news coverage of these cases are focused largely on the relationship between law enforcement and black men.
From the linked article above. None of this diminishes the importance of any Black Lives Matter protests or the lives of black men.
Reblogged for the important infographic
from weheartit
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“I don’t think I can control myself”
— American Psycho (via neckkiss)
Before Sunset
do u ever see a picture and get a momentary glimpse of a life u’d like to have but it’s too ethereal of a feeling so it just dissipates and ur left with a vague sense of loss over something u never really had to begin with…anyways
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If it wasn’t meant to be, why does it tear me apart?