Isis Garcelle

"I'd smell amazing on your breath." -JAM

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“She had a look of suffering and I was struck less by her beauty than by the extraordinary loneliness in her eyes.” - Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita

via @the-book-diaries

[tsunzia-deactivated20160525]

[jehovahhthickness]

Sucking your teeth is black culture.

[whateverdrippy]

Damn…I was gonna disprove but I sucked my teeth as I read this.

[trappeds0ull-deactivated2020072]

African culture.

[jehovahhthickness]

Black …. because it’s not only Africans that do this.

[itskavizzile]

Caribbeans too? 🇯🇲

[jehovahhthickness]

We’re all black. Like I don’t understand these comments.

[quirksandsmirks]

^^^🙄it’s so annoying tbh

[aaliyah-apollonia-deactivated20]

Lmaoooo they always do this

[laurdlannister-kingslayer]

We gotta pull out the chart on who’s black again because y’all know damn well what “black people” means. 

[lexxgotthejuice]

I don’t understand the confusion…

[nitaloves]

Yall need to stop- you know damn well most of the time when someone in the U.S at the very least says “black” most people assume they mean black american. Yall taught us that us caribbean and african people were the “other” when we were growing up dont expect us to make the kuumbaya change so swiftly

[jehovahhthickness]

I’m Haitian…. I definitely said black to include everyone that’s part of the African diaspora.

I know what I meant and y'all are really doing the most.

[nitaloves]

I personally understand what you meant-what i’m saying is some people on this post are acting like the people asking for clarification or adding things don’t have a reason for doing so when they do. I still to this day get told “Youre Jamaican not regular black” often. So the patronizing some people did on this was not needed cause the confusion is clearly coming from somewhere

[jehovahhthickness]

This isn’t going anywhere so Ima just drop it.

[theencantado-deactivated2024092]

I think black was an American slavery thing , races native to their land don’t have to say they’re black they can say oh I’m Haitian , I’m Kenyan or I’m African or I’m Jamaican - we as “black “ American , African Americans , adopted the title because that’s all we were called , black , blacks - so limiting no identity @jehovahhthickness

[jehovahhthickness]

I’m not engaging with you about this.

I said what I said. Y'all wanna do the most, go right ahead.

[fuckyourstyl]

Literally too much. Y’all know that every ethnicity other black sees you and says you’re BLACK. We’re universally known as BLACK! Idc what people call you whether you’re Haitian, Jamaican, Trinidadian, Ethiopian, etc. YOU ARE BLACK 🗣

[whereikeepthefanficstache]

If you wanna be technical we Brown. There are many out there who have black/under tones of blue yellow and pink undertones. Yes we are registered as black because it’s a social construct to seperate matter of importance to the euro Diaspora/Euro/white Americans and people of different countries.

The fact there is colorism universally most black people know they can’t Dissassociate with being called black even though were brown as hell. I’m just saying colors and ethnicity are not the same. Start to train your mind to know the difference so next time you want to argue about “what” somebody is- even though we’re the same race like we’re different brand models or animals - you’ll know what you’re actually talking about.

[sunsign-dramatic]

Black literally just means “of the African Diaspora”

[thestoicgod]

This post went

[wolf-ofmiami]

Its hard to believe that this entire post started with sucking teeth

[jehovahhthickness]

My blog is cursed

[liferuining-soulsnatcher]

I sucked my teeth reading this post

[prettycoolafro]

Hate this conversation so much. Hate people who think like this. Hate that people think black Americans have no culture and no identity. We made our own. Having a home country and culture would be great but as we all know, that’s not possible.

Literally when you say “do it for the culture”, who culture y’all think y’all talking about?!?!

I hate the narrative that black Americans are some lost sheep. Yeah we are but we’ve carved out a nice little niche of culture and life and if you don’t want to identify with us then there’s not a need for you to participate at all. Leave us alone then. Ain’t nobody gon beg y’all to sit with the cool kids…

[jehovahhthickness]

Lmaooo I can’t deal.

[mariposa-nena-deactivated201911]

I literally sucked my teeth reading ALL y’alls bullshit on this damn post like

[spaceshipsandpurpledrank]

So anyway who else was black and got the shit smacked out of them for sucking their teeth growing up?

[romancesuggestions]

There’s so much of you in my heart.

[kngshxt-deactivated20180831]

[littleturtleduck]

[theprocast]

Someday, it’ll make sense… ‘cause some things take time.

J.D. | NTS #1 (via theprocast)

[jwstudying]

SELF CARE CHEAT SHEET!!

how to treat yourself on a low budget

what to do after a long day

how not to be hard on yourself

staying healthy while studying

need a confidence boost? stand like this

how to deal with mental illness

feel better masterpost

back to school self-care advice

hygiene/beauty masterpost | my make up masterpost | make up masterpost | simple steps for perfect make up | more make up tips | highlighting/contouring

6 ab moves 

hair oil benefits

what is your acne telling you? | another useful post about acne

headaches

masterpost for rough times

the sex ed your parents didn’t give you

head to toe self care

7 simple ways of saying no

compilation of sex tips 

limits of the human body

when to change your toothbrush, workouts etc

useful hoe tips | more +

love yourself

“how to make love”

Dear Teenagers and young adults becoming sexually active for the first time

foods that fix everything

22 less difficult ways to practise self care

self care wheel

superhero workouts | lose 500 calories at home

bad habits and how to break them

stop biting nails

stop procrastinating 

stop skipping breakfast

stretches to improve every aspect of your body

stop cracking knuckles

stop falling asleep late 

list of stress relievers

remove a splinter

smoothie masterpost

morning yoga

hair masterpost

self care masterpost

period hacks | alleviate menstrual cramps

sounds to soothe anxiety | another tip | panic attacks | calming down

things to do when you’re scared, anxious | reduce anxiety

self help for anxiety

what to eat before you run

how to get shit done

how to get ahead in life

self care infographic 

study guide for health (basic first aid, healthy hobbies etc)

a+ self care advice | more lovely advice

coping skills

get rid of negative self talk

feeling sad? | not having a good day? | if anyone is sad | feeling anxious for school? | in case you’re having a bad night | unfuck tomorrow morning

study food

health life hacks

what to do with food poisoning

self talk to end obsessions

self care ideas/tips

what to do with you’re bleeding and don’t have a band aid

why you should drink a lot of water

other cheat sheets

[extramadness]

[pessimisticandrealistic]

Dear someone, last time I wrote to you, I was broken. I didn’t know what to do with myself after you had left, and it felt like I was forever stuck in the same place you left me. I’m better now. Since then, I moved to a bigger city, met new people and saw many new places. I’m building a life for myself. A life that will hopefully be filled with happiness and love. I’m building myself a future in which I am the most important person in it. I’ve stopped being just a secondary character in this beautiful play I call life. I’m tending to my needs first before I look right and left to tend to someone else’s. That doesn’t mean that I’ve become cold, doesn’t mean that I’ve lost my kindness and warmth. It means that at the end of the day I’m leaving some of the good for me too. After you had left me, I didn’t think that I’d ever feel happiness again. I thought that life was meant to be miserable and grey. And whilst life is hard, it is also a composition of all the beautiful, magnificent things. It’s waking up in the morning, realising that you have the day off and that you can roll around in bed just a little longer. It is drinking coffee at your favourite place, and spending time with your favourite people. It is educating yourself and always striving to be better. But it’s also crying your eyes out because nothing makes sense, and feeling better afterwards. Since you left me, I’ve accomplished a list of things I thought I was unable to accomplish. I live on my own now, and while it’s scary and lonely sometimes it’s also the best decision I’ve ever made. I’m living hundreds of kilometres away from home and I now know the true definition of home. I know that I’ve changed and that I will continue to change, but I also know that my feelings for certain people will never change. Today I know that distance means nothing if the love and friendship are real. You may have taught me a lot but you leaving me has taught me even more. It’s taught me strength and courage, taught me heartbreak and loss. It’s taught me about love and friendship. It’s taught me a lot about me too. It’s shown me the lengths I go to see other people happy, and how some will never appreciate that. It’s made me realise that I’m a good person that’s been hurt by bad people. But there are good people out there, and one day I will find that one good person that will turn out to be the best person. I can’t wait for that moment but I know that I have a lot of heartbreak to go through until then, because quite frankly, good things don’t come easy. But more often than not, it’s not about the destination but about the journey anyway. You were a huge part of my journey and I’m thankful for that. And whilst my journey hasn’t ended, I’m past the part with you in it. That’s why I’m writing you today. This is goodbye - forever - because I now know that our paths won’t ever cross again, and I’m more than okay with that. Love always, e.

e.s. // dear someone. II (via pessimisticandrealistic)

[iglovequotes]

http://iglovequotes.net/

[love-diaries]

Beauty isn’t about having a pretty face. It’s about having a pretty mind, a pretty heart, and a pretty soul.

(via love-diaries)

[globalriseofblackpeople]

[okayysophia]

[jjmoonchild]

Ugh, one day 💔😩.

[cgcpoems]

PLAYING 20 QUESTIONS WITH SOMEONE THAT YOU SHOULD’VE MOVED ON FROM A LONG TIME AGO 1. why couldn’t you have just told me that you didn’t want me, anymore? it would’ve made it easier, to move on, if you’d spelled it out. but instead i had to sit there behind my empty lemonade cup and try not to cry as you told me that it was all timing. it wasn’t me, it was when we met. do you know how afraid i am to leave the house now? 2. what did you tell your friends, about us breaking up? did you show them the texts? did you tell them about the book? do you all sit around and laugh about the girl who fell so hard into you that she broke everything she was carrying? 3. do taylor swift songs on the radio bring you back to our first date, me shoving my sweatshirt sleeve aside to show you my tattoo? what about the office? remember how you groaned when I told you it was one of my favorite shows? or, what about the comics that you’d send me of that couple that looked like us? does anything make me real again, for a moment? 4. did that person i really want to name drop here tell you we don’t talk anymore? send you screenshots, and say “that girl you dated was a fucking cunt. she never stops playing the victim.” did you defend me, when she did? did you believe her more than you believed in me? 5. how’s the bamboo that i bought you for valentine’s day? is it still in your cubicle? did you throw it out? did it die? 6. if we were alone on a desert island and you could only bring three things with you, how many of them would be rolls of caution tape? 7. have you ever thought about calling me, and asking how i’m doing? or are you still too good of a person for that? 8. why would you lie about wanting to read the poems? 9. do you ever think about me with someone else, and then feel the urge to vomit? sometimes i’ll see beautiful girls in public and wonder whether you could love them as much as i love you. i’ll tell you a secret: sometimes i don’t even think this is love. 10. did you know that it isn’t so much that i believe you’re the only one for me, but that i don’t trust anyone else to touch you? it’s true, i don’t. i think about everything you’ve survived and how easy it would be for someone to poke the bruises and it gives me anxiety, thinking of you being anything other than happy. i just want to keep you safe. i don’t have the heart for it but i want to keep you safe. 11. how does it make you feel to know that the last conversation i ever had with my grandmother before she passed away was about you? 12. does it surprise you that it took me three months after your text to tell my mom that you didn’t want to see me anymore? 13. what did you do after you left me in my car? did you sit in your house for hours, thinking about what just happened? did you visit a friend, and let off steam? go out to eat, and order dessert? how long did it take for your life to go back to normal? 14. when did you realize how much lighter you could be without me hanging onto you? 15. have you realized, yet, that this was a mistake? that you touched a poet in a way she’d never known and now she stops people on the street in order to tell them about your mouth? how far away are you planning on moving so that you never have to run into her again? 16. what do you miss the most? those nights on your couch, watching bad movies and running our hands down each other like piano keys? the nights in your bed, telling me to be quieter because the walls around your apartment were a little too thin? the car rides to chipotle and my hometown and the bank? the way your face crumpled when i said that the cracks in our foundation didn’t matter, i just wanted to be there, with you? please tell me you miss me enough to put it into words. i don’t think i can bear being unmemorable. 17. would you have agreed that we could still be friends if you’d known that the alternative would turn me into this specific breed of monstrous? 18. can you sleep comfortably at night, knowing that I still cry because of how much i miss you? that I still can’t listen to smash mouth or hozier? that it was obvious to me how desperately you wanted be somewhere else the last time we spoke? that I left my purse on the fucking chair in my haste to walk out to our cars at the same pace as you? that i drove all the way home before i noticed? that i saw how you didn’t look back at me and i still don’t know how to put it into a poem? 19. was it enough, that i tried to save this? 20. was it enough, or was it too much?

written by Caitlin Conlon (via cgcpoems)

[official-boyfriend]

im a person who wants to do lots of things trapped inside a body that wants to SLEEP at all times

[6lacksoul]

[freshmoviequotes]