...nah

Briana I’m just someone who’s over it

[soleilinfini]

mary oliver, staying alive

[stooooopkid]

I can’t get enough of this movie. 

[9e978e]

via

[reallivemannequin]

I just finished Kin by Tayari Jones. So good! I have so many thoughts that I need to sit with.

[reallivemannequin]

I know I’m getting old because I just cooked dinner, a spiraled ham, Mac and cheese, fresh green beans, and candied yams on a Tuesday. I feel so productive and yet I know that I’ll eat maybe 5 bites and be over it

[reallivemannequin]

I think about slavery almost every day in some way. I read lots of historical fiction about slavery and reconstruction and I’m always connecting things back to slavery. My grandmother picked cotton. My mama and aunt are the babies but their first cousins picked cotton; in their mid-sixties. I’m very aware of how big a deal it is to even be alive, to be able to read, to make decisions for myself, to have a college degree, to even have gone to school. I cannot imagine being on a field in Texas heat picking cotton. I cannot imagine having a chronic disease and not having any time to rest. I really really am grateful and proud of my ancestors.

[reallivemannequin]

Happy Juneteenth!!! I will be eating barbecued hot links, watermelon, and drinking red soda until further notice💋💋💋

[reallivemannequin]

The “we’re good people under bad management” comments are so tired when people voted that man in. The World Cup will end and folks will be back to calling Black people and other POCs slurs like usual. This is like going on a cruise or vacation and making friends with people who vote against your rights every election. Never solidarity when it matters just when it’s a party.

[achillesinhighheels]

everyone is becoming way too comfortable about being horrible people

[peach-pot]

I’m starting to think some of y’all haven’t actually felt the rain on your skin… which is crazy because no one else can feel it for you

[reallivemannequin]

I don’t believe in God but I do believe there’s something that connects humans and something that connects us to the other side. When I took my dads ashes to my family in California, he sat in a backpack in my lap and a remake of a Wildflower, the one song I couldn’t listen to since he passed played on the radio. This isn’t a common song. Idk anyone my age that even knows it. I think about that all the time.

I’ve been thinking about it this week. On Thursday I looked up the lyrics when I’ve heard it thousands of times.

I was thinking about it today.

My mom, aunt, and I were driving on this strip of highway that’s nothing but land. Just grass and trees and the occasional cow. I was looking out the window and thinking about my dad’s family, it’s his sisters birthday. I was thinking about how that frustrating conversation I had with my ex best friend. I fantasized about my farm. Just thinking. My aunt turns down the radio to answer a call and that’s when I notice the song is playing. I’ve only heard this version twice in my entire life and that doesn’t feel like a coincidence.

[that-vexaholic-cryptid]

[papayajuan2019]

must feel so good to be soil absorbing rain

[pluminosity]

That is simply what we are meant to do

[reallivemannequin]

My mom turned 60 today. I’ve been holding my breath since my dad died because he didn’t make it. In my head if she made it, we’re in the clear. The logic of that is so funny now but I feel lighter lol

[omtai]

Normal groceries like milk or bread or whatever running out is whatever. Just anotha day. But when stuff like salt or cooking oil or rice runs out it feels like You’re supposed to be here for me and you’re leaving. You’re just like everyone else

[no-sharks-on-the-sun]

[no-sharks-on-the-sun]

they killed him for this

[sleepy-bebby]