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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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Peter Solarz
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Not today Justin
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JBB: An Artblog!
trying on a metaphor
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@nightofregrets
cute things to call your girlfriend
demon queen
mythic bitch
the almighty
ʎɐƃ ǝɹ𐄀noʎ sᴉɥʇ pɐǝɹ uɐɔ noʎ ⅎᴉ
May August bring a sense of clarity, faith and progression. Releasing stagnant energy allows room for new opportunities and blessings.
Summer (acoustic) | Real Friends [x]
Poet Taylor Steele captures the problem with appropriating Black slang.
In her poem “AAVE” (which stands for African-American Vernacular English) Taylor Steele explains why appropriation of Black slang is the worst. African-American culture is being popularized on a daily basis and while Black people are judged and mistreated for using something they came up with ages ago, White people come off as cool and original when they use it.
Full video
#BlackLivesMatter
Dan Lambton of Real Friends (x)
yes
Hick (2011)
I hope u all get accepted AND have the means to attend the college of ur dreams
things to pay attention to
the tiny specks of colour in their eyes
the bass and background sounds in a song
starlight on a cloudy night
how someone looks when they think nobody can see them
the mannerisms of a stranger
real meanings behind spoken words
subtle facial expressions which last a second
the underlying flavours in food
emotions that a friend is trying to hide
little lights in a sleeping city
flowers growing through cracks in the pavement
the mixed colour palette in a piece of art
the melody of someone’s voice
Dear soulmate, where the fuck are you