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like a million other blogs this is a collection of my thoughts, my words, images that express me and a collection of the same from others who impressed me. This is my expression of thanks to all those who have inspired me... and maybe a thinly veiled attempt at being inspiring
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geewillikersguys:

liberalsarecool:

keithboykin:

When Utah residents saw 22-year-old Darrien Hunt carrying a toy sword, they called police who shot and killed him. But when 22-year-old Joseph Kelley carried an assault rifle to a JC Penney store in Utah, he walked out without a scratch on his body. They were both the same age. Both in the same state. But only one was considered “suspicious.” And you still believe America is color blind?

The guy had a blunt sword, part of a costume. Was leaving a cos-play event.
Utah is horrible.

America is horrible.

geewillikersguys:

liberalsarecool:

keithboykin:

When Utah residents saw 22-year-old Darrien Hunt carrying a toy sword, they called police who shot and killed him. But when 22-year-old Joseph Kelley carried an assault rifle to a JC Penney store in Utah, he walked out without a scratch on his body. They were both the same age. Both in the same state. But only one was considered “suspicious.” And you still believe America is color blind?

The guy had a blunt sword, part of a costume. Was leaving a cos-play event.

Utah is horrible.

America is horrible.

(via siddharthasmama)

“i honestly don’t remember doing that”

— me about 85% of the things i’ve done (via jaclcfrost)

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hefromwestbmore:

thebiggest1:

This is a must reblog

god bless her. 

hefromwestbmore:

thebiggest1:

This is a must reblog

god bless her. 

(Source: guerilla-tactics, via nedahoyin)

“I’m in a relationship with Art….it’s complicated….”

— Markus Prime (via mpr1m3)

(via loveartlust)

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to scream and punch things.
Do it.
Let out every ounce of anger you have.
Sit on the floor and cry until you feel numb.
Listen to songs that make your heart sink to your feet.
Write angry letters to all the people who have broken you, left you, ignored you or hurt you.
Throw your hairbrush at the wall.
Do it twelve times.
Do it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to hurt yourself.
Don’t you dare do it.
Sit on the floor and watch cartoons like you did when you were little.
Listen to songs that make you want to dance around your bedroom in your underwear at 3 A.M.
Make paper airplanes out of those angry letters and watch them soar into the fireplace.
Brush all the knots out of your hair and say “I am worth it” into the mirror.
Say it twelve times.
Say it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to get through it.

things i wish i could make you understand (via versteur)

I WROTE THIS AND ITS ON MY DASH HELLO WHAT

(via kindofalone)

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honorablebuttaz:

arteasa:

so watch who you puffin after

This is in my top Top 5 songs period…. It’s a perfect track.

(via swallowthatshit)

“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.”

— Martin Luther King Jr., I Have a Dream: Writings and Speeches That Changed the World (via hqlines)

 

(via kushandwizdom)

(via swallowthatshit)

queertodaygonetomorrow:

atane:

wristxrocket:

dear-drifter:

lilightfoot:

Remember.

his life was totally in danger.

^^^^

True story; this officer (John Pike) got a settlement of $38,000 because he said he got depressed after pepper spraying these kids. Oh, the depression wasn’t for feeling remorseful for pepper spraying a bunch of college kids peacefully protesting. He got depressed because he said since the media kept playing the video of him pepper spraying peaceful kids without cause, he got threats and didn’t feel safe. He didn’t feel safe. I’m not making that up. This motherfucker collected nearly 40 grand on worker’s comp after assaulting a bunch of college kids.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/10/23/pepper-spray-cop-settlement_n_4152147.html

queertodaygonetomorrow:

atane:

wristxrocket:

dear-drifter:

lilightfoot:

Remember.

his life was totally in danger.

^^^^

True story; this officer (John Pike) got a settlement of $38,000 because he said he got depressed after pepper spraying these kids. Oh, the depression wasn’t for feeling remorseful for pepper spraying a bunch of college kids peacefully protesting. He got depressed because he said since the media kept playing the video of him pepper spraying peaceful kids without cause, he got threats and didn’t feel safe. He didn’t feel safe. I’m not making that up. This motherfucker collected nearly 40 grand on worker’s comp after assaulting a bunch of college kids.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/10/23/pepper-spray-cop-settlement_n_4152147.html

(Source: kropotkindersurprise, via shesagoddessnow)

pussandboooobs:

blackchaii:

welp

smh

Thugs don’t deserve to be murdered in the street, by cops or each other. I don’t want to live in a society where you can kill someone because you have authority or privilege or daddy issues or hated for themselves or others

pussandboooobs:

blackchaii:

welp

smh

Thugs don’t deserve to be murdered in the street, by cops or each other. I don’t want to live in a society where you can kill someone because you have authority or privilege or daddy issues or hated for themselves or others

(Source: sans-papiers)

artistiquesoul:

Thank you for the tragedy, I needed it for my art.

artistiquesoul:

Thank you for the tragedy, I needed it for my art.

darvinasafo:

Life Changer.

darvinasafo:

Life Changer.

(via shesagoddessnow)

factualfeminist:

We can’t forget about this. It’s still going on.

(Source: cerulean-warbler, via phoebebuffayyy)

she said she loved me…

so she said she loved my poetry,

and i don’t know if my poems are good really

maybe…

she was biased but

it seemed she understood it was a part of me…

an expression of my left brain…

the point where emotion converged with creativity

she would listen

i would spit

and show the often silenced part  of me

I would share with her

through my words

all the secrets that that I kept just below the surface

and I wrote… some things just for the purpose

of saying what I couldn’t express verbally

so I would write for her and then recite to her

while she laid in bed next to me.

(I dont know if she ever realized how much that meant to me, she became my muse and I apreciate the inspiration… i would still thank her for inspiring me)

she said she loved me

completly

every part of me

she would cry this out

while we…

well

while we did what two people do when

lust

or love

manifests itself from emotion into the physical

sometimes we made love…

sometimes we fucked

but, somehow I believed

(admittedly I’m a skeptic… probably as much a romantic agnostic as can be but she made me believe)

because anytime we touched I felt it

this…

semi-magical

quasi- spiritual

connection

that proved that those three words were more than just an empty expression

proof….

that it must’a been true…

when she said she loved me

and sometimes al I could do was come up with was primal groans and

words that were inaudible

shammmmm shiaaa shammmm zooo…..

speaking in tounges and moving involuntarily like when the holy ghost gets ahold of you…

in the throws of passion… or lust….

I would say i loved her too

and in those moments

maybe only in those moments

for both of us it was true

nonetheless

she said she loved me

every single part of me

so  she loved my poetry because it was an extension of me

and I know at the time she was biased  slightly

but

I fuckin loved how much she loved my poetry

I just hope she can still love my words without loving me