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My OC Sasha (and Matisse) :3c
Black Love ā¤ļøā¤ļøšššæ
I will, Mr. President
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stray bullets pierce my dreamfabric / the jaw / grate the skin / make fireworks of the blood / screams in their afterbirth / a godās might to bring down a body / that has tilled the blood / of this nation / a nation that has opened its mouth / demanded the strongest of our first born / & second born / & third / a nation that still ruptures the sky with fireworks / on a day that still held the Blk body first prize at an auction block / a nation which picks & chooses amnesia / itās the 9pm news / & the blk body / on cue / has caught a stray bullet / mid-plea / once / i had to reason with loving a man / who lives in a body / that killed me three lifetimes ago / a body that so strongly stood in its whiteness / it tried to grate the skin off my back to justify fucking me / you are one of the good ones so you canāt be blk / just a dark-skinned white girl / stood in the sun for far too long / had too much charcoal to eat / once I was foolish enough / to believe / my degrees made me / bulletproof / that I was a āgoodā Blk / the bullet: parade of funeral sails / does not recognize my āgoodā / or whatever fabric / I cover my eyes with / to think I am safe / from the ground that knows my hands so well
To write poems is to invite in absolute chaos
I.S. Jones (via universedancing)
Kinda wanna be a hoe, kinda wanna be cuffed.
Changed my mind I wanna be cuffed, but everyone else wanna hoe.
Actually the weather is getting nicer so single doesnāt feel so bad.
Pause, I think I found a potential bae.
False alarm
Actually idk what the fuck is going on š
All this describe me ššš
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This is how I feel in the course of 35 min.
I just wanna find a Bae to be a hoe to.
Watch: Black family stands up to racist couple at San Antonio restaurant
Aināt this a bitch!
Dude: James Everett Sellers,Ā Hardin County, Texas. D.O.B: 10/27/1983
Has multiple priors as well as a warrant out for his arrest as of 2013.
Wanted for Manufacture & Delivery of a Controlled substance
Last known address: 6229 Hwy 92, Silsbee, TX.
P.O box: 578 Po Box Spurger, TX 77660
Hardin County Sheriffās Office Criminal Division: (409) 246-3441
His girlfriend: La'Tae Danyel Chessher, San Antonio, Texas. Born in 1986
Current Address: 434 Rua De Matta, San Antonio, Texas 78232
Cell:Ā 409-377-5921
Also has a criminal record which includes theft and distribution of alcohol to a minor
@theloneookami @rebelliouslywicked @fedupblackwoman Can yaāll help me boost this? Fam, time to go to work!
I saw this video letās fry em!
š³ y'all got their info with a quickness šš±
Itās hilarious that she said all lives matter in the same breath as calling them nigger.. Like we didnāt need more proof that all lives matter is racist lmao
Hey all, I have some new poems up with The Matador Review. Thanks for reading
To write poems is to invite in absolute chaos
I.S. Jones (via universedancing)
Gorgeous Youtuber @iamghogho
May you be continuously gorgeous ā¤ļøāØ
To write poems is to invite in absolute chaos
I.S. Jones
poetry
I wonder how anyone could think Iām too dark, when my skin is a declaration of how much the sun is in love with me.
I.S. Jones (via ciciross)
poem
stray bullets pierce my dreamfabric / the jaw / grate the skin / make fireworks of the blood / screams in their afterbirth / a godās might to bring down a body / that has tilled the blood / of this nation / a nation that has opened its mouth / demanded the strongest of our first born / & second born / & third / a nation that still ruptures the sky with fireworks / on a day that still held the Blk body first prize at an auction block / a nation which picks & chooses amnesia / itās the 9pm news / & the blk body / on cue / has caught a stray bullet / mid-plea / once / i had to reason with loving a man / who lives in a body / that killed me three lifetimes ago / a body that so strongly stood in its whiteness / it tried to grate the skin off my back to justify fucking me / you are one of the good ones so you canāt be blk / just a dark-skinned white girl / stood in the sun for far too long / had too much charcoal to eat / once I was foolish enough / to believe / my degrees made me / bulletproof / that I was a āgoodā Blk / the bullet: parade of funeral sails / does not recognize my āgoodā / or whatever fabric / I cover my eyes with / to think I am safe / from the ground that knows my hands so well
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