[hec-chan]

I am so ecstatic about this commercial!

Not only is there an interracial couple, which is fucking great as heck, but she’s black. And not like light skinned with straight, long hair. No. She’s dark with natural hair. This is very important. First of all, let me say I’m happy that interracial is not just represented by a black guy and a white girl, but it’s the other way around. Black girls do not get enough love, especially from white guys. We’re always “pretty for a black girl” and never just pretty. And look at her father being supportive of this! He’s tryna make shit happen, but he’s also like “not too much shit”. And it’s her father, of all things. Stereotype shot in the face.

Dark girls! Natural hair! Supportive parents! Interracial couple! Present father! White male and black female!

When car commercials do a better job than all of society.

[thr0atmistress-deactivated20191]

THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE 

[beharyonguriop]

[heartsamcedes]

Yaaaasss 🙌🙌🙌🙌

[mizzsarai]

I wan’t to cry that was so perfect

[alwaysbewoke]

[camrynrosephi]

she is art, she never said a single thing that didnt matter. shes the smartest woman ive ever met. she is talent and sense, love and loss. every word that spills from her lips is filled with urgency and significance. she acts like no one understands, but she makes me understand.

words about my best friend (via hairlessmeow)

[acutelesbian]

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

[fat-thin-skinny]

this fucks me up every single time

[acutelesbian]

I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds I’ve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.

After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, “is love a feeling? Or is it a choice?” We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, we’d never have a lasting relationship of any sort.

She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.

Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the “feeling of love” had vanished or faded and they weren’t happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.

The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.

The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.

Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. I’ve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. I’ve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.

I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.

[conceitedtrash]

This is so fucking important and I think it’s something I needed right now

[giantkillerjack]

wow. read this whole thing.

[havecourage-andbekind]

…Okay, I was never able to fully articulate the difference between my relationship with my ex and my current relationship, aside from the basic “my ex was a manipulative douche,” but this. This is exactly it.

[heathens-and-kings]

“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.

A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.

I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,

“I am the manager.”

[owawaaa]

a thing for one of my favorite posts on this site

[evansanon-blog-deactivated20161]

When I said ‘kill me’ I meant with your love, not by leaving.

(via anonnginamo)

[turtleduckdate]

that phrase like, “he looked at her like she was the sun” has always confused me because most people look at the sun like this 

[psych-quotes]

A healthy relationship is one where two independent people just make a deal that they will help make the other person be the best version of themselves.

(via sserrendipitys)

[make-sweetlove-deactivated20120]

I wish I grew up in the 50's

[julieinneverland-deactivated201]

Classy women

Guys being gentlemen

Cute ass relationships

Racism

Sexism

Homophobia

Illness

Segregation

Cold War

Constant threat of nuclear war

But I mean the vintage bombshelters are sooo totally cute

this post is literally the best thing i’ve ever seen

[hplyrikz]

We lose ourselves in things we love. We find ourselves there, too.

Kristin Martz (via hplyrikz)

Clear your mind here

(via hplyrikz)

[beben-eleben]

Relationship Goals

[wnq-writers]

There’s a reason we don’t go knocking on old doors; we know exactly what we will find behind them.

wnq-writers (via im-sad-lets-have-sex)

[black-culture]

[temilasha]

Little louder for the fuck boy in the back.

[boys-and-suicide-deactivated201]

As you get older, you really start to understand more about why people drink the night away, smoke their lungs black, or throw themselves off buildings.

(via boys-and-suicide)

[nielpatatas]

Long Post

Hi Tumblr.

I’m the page owner of the Tunay Na Chicks Facebook profile. Page was created around 2012 and currently has 10,000 page likes. The page originally hosted a lot of the numbered tunay na chicks posts but went inactive after a year – i had to work, ran out of ideas and kinda felt posting arbitrary rules like that is kinda douchebag-ey. Right now, I usually repost random stuff from the internet – which is usually just literature about not being a crappy human being and/or not being in toxic and abusive relationships.

Again, the page is mostly inactive and nasasayangang talaga ako kasi medyo malaki din ang fanbase: 10k likes, mainly women in their late 20s to early 30s. I really want to use that online reach sa makabuluhang bagay like supporting a cause or advocacy. Medyo general din naman yung name ng page so medyo malawak yung pwede gawin.

If you have any idea, plans on how to make use of the page, please message me here and send me an email ([email protected]). Kung gusto niyo maging admin at super hands-on sa page go lang – gusto ko lang talaga maayos yung plano at naniniwala din ako sa cause or advocacy. Also, monetization is not the goal so sana wag ako imessage kung raket o gusto lang pagkakitaan.

Here’s the facebook page: https://m.facebook.com/tunaynachicks/

Thanks Niel

[accordingtodevin]

a memoir (part 3)

[wnq-music]

You have to learn to get up from the table when love is not being served.

Nina Simone (via wnq-music)