Feed Me Life Or Let Me Die

[outlawty-blog]

I apologize if she doesn't have a face For I guess I'm also blind Random previews of content reflecting my visions Of a feeling From what I see in mind See.. I can't see her beauty I don't feel her curves But she completes me I know I'm only a man without her And I know she needs me Like god gave us to each other In hopes that we see what he sees in us I always felt as tho I sought the wrong things A few situations to learn from With some flings in between So I blinded myself Leaving me to only be led by pure feelings and emotions Instead of searching Right now I'm coasting Watching this same feeling in my mind My views of her will never change No matter who passes the time One day together we'll find Then finally you can give me my sight back Visually dissecting your in and out Filling with the energy of without a doubt Forever Us It is only then.. that I'll start to see

[thequotejournals]

It sucks that we miss people like that. You think you’ve accepted that someone is out of your life, that you’ve grieved and it’s over, and then bam. One little thing, and you feel like you’ve lost that person all over again.

Hawkins, Rachel. Demonglass. (via thequotejournals)

[outlawty-blog]

I'm focused man

[outlawty-blog]

[korey-nguyen]

Me and Fiancé have a bond so strong it’s sometimes hard to believe love like we have still exist, I really love him with all my heart, only person who can make me cry and smile and laugh at the same time. He loves me like my parents love me so intangible and unconditionally, I hope everyone finds love so pure it betters them as a person. Photographer: @bloodonmynikon (Instagram)

[urbanrealism]

[outlawty-blog]

I always end up with the gun Walking the gravel clearing steam Lord knows I’ve been trying but the more I do the harder it seems Pacing familiar streets of my neighborhood Hoping someone ask what’s going on twin Hopefully they heard the silent cries coming from underneath my skin I pound my chest twice as a reminder that I am king of the jungle stuck in this shit called life And no matter what zoo they trap my body in I’ll be free thru mind Walking home now. I think I got it all together Mind finally free understanding what it takes too be better. After after all this I’m in the mood to cop a sack Called my potna like im out the door let me get a dub of that Rushing out the house in a panic Thrown for a loop caught in a situation I’m not understanding You just shot her and she pregnant? Lord knows I can’t leave this girl and her baby stranded Fuck! Lord knows what they gone think of this black boy It’s getting hard to manage Sirens once in the distance was now a reality They thinking I’m him not seeing I’m only trying to save you Now I’m the culprit of this casualty I always end up with the gun

[outlawty-blog]

I always end up with the gun Walking the gravel clearing steam Lord knows I've been trying but the more I do the harder it seems Pacing familiar streets of my neighborhood Hoping someone ask what's going on twin Hopefully they heard the silent cries coming from underneath my skin I pound my chest twice as a reminder that I am king of the jungle stuck in this shit called life And no matter what zoo they trap my body in I'll be free thru mind Walking home now. I think I got it all together Mind finally free understanding what it takes too be better. After after all this I'm in the mood to cop a sack Called my potna like im out the door let me get a dub of that Rushing out the house in a panic Thrown for a loop caught in a situation I'm not understanding You just shot her and she pregnant? Lord knows I can't leave this girl and her baby stranded Fuck! Lord knows what they gone think of this black boy It's getting hard to manage Sirens once in the distance was now a reality They thinking I'm him not seeing I'm only trying to save you Now I'm the culprit of this casualty I always end up with the gun

[historicallyblack]

Photograph of Miriam Daniel Mann walking to work, dated 1943. Photo courtesy of Duchess Harris. 

Miriam Daniel Mann was born in Covington, Ga. on July 25, 1907. Her father was a barber and her mother was a schoolteacher. She graduated from Talladega College in Talladega, Ala. with a major in chemistry and a minor in mathematics. She returned to Georgia after graduating, and married William S Mann III.  They moved to Hampton, Va. so that he could be a Professor at Hampton Institute. 

“In 1943 my mother heard about NACA hiring computers. She would relate stories about the “colored” sign on a table in the back of the cafeteria. She brought the first one home, but there was a replacement the next day. New signs went up on the bathroom door, ‘colored girls.’ I remember her first supervisor was Marge Hannah, white of course, but I don’t remember her speaking negatively about her,” said her daughter, Miriam Mann Harris.

“When NACA became NASA my Mom worked on John Glenn’s flight ship and was present when he came to show his appreciation for all their work. After becoming a widow she continued to work. My mother retired from NASA in late 1966 because of ill health and passed in May 1967. She didn’t live to see Neil Armstrong walk on the moon,” said Harris.

This story was submitted by Miriam Daniel Mann’s granddaughter.

Story from Duchess Harris, Professor and Chair of American Studies at Macalester College

[outlawty-blog]

My why

[outlawty-blog]

First time for errthang