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I am a pregnant teen in need of financial assistance. I am currentl… Jayley Stennett needs your support for Pregnant and Abandoned, Teen in

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luck25one

ithinkyoureattractive

alwaysbewoke

createdbyfaith

wakandamama

Black girls deserve fairy tales.

We deserve to be delicate.

We deserve to be swooned and fawned over.

We deserve to be regal.

We deserve to be tender.

We deserve to reclaim all the softness that was taken from us.

yellowjuice-deactivated20190512

This video is where comedy peaked

freelance-honey-badger

Omg I can’t breathe 💀💀💀

thegiftedoneishere

Police needs to be reformed ASAP to avoid this dumb shit here. Mental health is needed, not folks who don’t know how to deesculate and only use violence.

Rip Walter Wallace.

Even though he was having a mental crises, his life mattered! Tired of this shit man.

leveledupmindset

Dear Black girl🌸

You are enough, you deserve the world and everything in it.

blackfemininity

I want black women to know we’re all deserving of love, peace, opportunity, stability, respect, joy and abundance. I want us to know that there’s always enough. I want more black women to have an abundance mindset. A growth mindset. A wealth mindset. I want us to be on a path of continuous self-improvement— always getting better. I want us to continue loving and supporting each other. I want us to focus on creating better for ourselves and those around us. I want us to think higher and bigger.

fishandbikes

rb if you think that dark skinned black girls are stunning, the physical manifestation of sunshine, and totally under appreciated.

themortallivinggod

Panther Don’t Give a fuck 2

blackgirlsreverything

writinghistorylit

“My mother was sold at Richmond, Virginia, and a gentleman bought her who lived in Georgia, and we did not know that she was sold until she was gone; and the saddest thought was to me to know which way she had gone, and I used to go outside and look up to see if there was anything that would direct me, and I saw a clear place in the sky, and it seemed to me the way she had gone, and I watched it three and a half years, not knowing what that meant, and it was there the whole time that mother was gone from her little ones.”

–Kate Drumgoold, “A Slave Girl’s Story”, 1898