#dante smith

[strictlyfortheculture]

[gottahavesoul]

Mos Def - “May–December” (Black On Both Sides, 1999)

[marauders4evr]

An excerpt from Odd One Out (pitch: x): 

“You’ve gotta be kidding me!”

One look at Julián’s face told me that if he had wanted to prank me, he would have come up with a much better prank than this. I had to actually lift my chin to stare at the top of the hill. I could see streaks of light running across the sky at the top. Distant music and cheers came down to us but it’s not like a bunch of tempting sounds were going to get his chair up there.

“I told you it was a hill,” Julián squeaked.

“Yeah, a hill,” I said. “This is a goddamn mountain!”

It was kinda weird because he was usually the confident one who half-shouted his words with energy that I could only dream of having, while I was the uncomfortable one who couldn’t make eye contact or say anything above a mumble. 

But here he was, sliding down in his chair, looking completely miserable and done with the world. Not looking like Julián. And then I was back to being that awkward, uncomfortable, body of loosely-strung-together thoughts that I was used to being. I thought about apologizing but that didn’t seem right. I mean, I felt bad that the hill was so big but apologizing would be like, I don’t know, apologizing for his existence, not for the hill itself. That was just messed up. I’ve seen plenty of people randomly apologize to him for the sheer fact that he’s in a wheelchair and it’s just---I never know whether I’m helping or not helping but even I know that’s definitely not helpful. 

So we just stood and sat there for a moment because I was my old awkward self and he seemed to have lost himself for a moment. And before I really knew what I was doing, I said, “Okay, let’s go” and then his old self was back and he was flashing me a large grin and I was doing my best to push him up a hill that could have rivaled Mt. Kilimanjaro.

“Yeah, dude, this isn’t working,” I said when we were about a third of the way there. “You’re either gonna have to be able-bodied and gay or disabled and straight.”

He cracked up and I grinned and we kept going. We threw all sorts of jokes back and forth, cheesy ones that would have made passersby groan. And some did. Because there were people passing by, none of which stopped to help, though some gave us pitying smiles that made Julián’s voice rise as he continued his inappropriate jokes. They would always race away and I would be left pushing the chair on my own.

"Why did they put a damn Pride festival on a damn hill, anyway?” I asked.

Julián shrugged. “They like being on top?”

And then I was laughing so hard and it’s possible that I let go of his wheelchair and it’s possible that he skidded back down the hill and it’s possible that he was laughing too hard to care and it’s possible that neither of us actually cared, even if we had to go all the way back up again, and it’s possible that it was (it definitely was) worth it. 

[davidsvlogs]

i love that Matt casually has constant access to Zane and Heath's security camera footage

[davidsvlogs]

i forgot Dante existed

[gottahavesoul]

Yasiin Bey debuts new music at Art Basel Miami   

my brotha Yasiin be on another vibration.......

[itsgarbageboy]

Employee at Warner Bros: It’s about pikachu as a detective!!

Warner Bros: Okay but people are going to question how he’s a detective if no one can understa-

Employee: shut your Fucking mouth

WB: okay we’ll make the movie put the gun down

E: *shaking* It’s gonna be called Detective pikachu!!