hangin out the passenger side of his best friend’s ride trying to holla at me
im definitely following the right people because apparently supernatural season 10 premiered last night and I didn’t see a single post about it
knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit
wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad
That was deep
philosophy is wondering if that means ketchup is a smoothie
That was deeper.
common sense is knowing that ketchup isn’t a damn smoothie you nasty
Giving me life right now. This was my favorite song off the album, i literally listen to it several times everyday. I love him and the end of this video is just so freaking good
being pumped for halloween but tryin to stay professional like
Frankenstein: Through the Eyes of the Monster; Sega Saturn
"I decided to get a little creative this year. I present Edgar Allan Ho"
Since the Trocadéro
Paris circa 1920
Gina Torres as Wonder Woman
Nicki Minaj as Power Girl
Laverne Cox as HuntressLucy Liu as ZatannaBeyoncé as Black Canary
inspired by x
Don’t wanna’ be your exotic/Like some dark, fragile, colorful bird imprisoned, caged in a land foreign to the stretch of her wings/Don’t wanna’ be your exotic. Women everywhere look just like me/Some taller, darker, nice than me but like me just the same/Women everywhere carry my nose on their faces/My name on their spirits.
Don’t seduce yourself with my other-ness/My hair wasn’t put on top my head to entice you into some mysterious, black voodoo/The beat of my lashes against each other ain’t some dark, desert beat/It’s just a blink/Get over it.
Don’t build around me your fetish, fantasy, your lustful profanity to cage me in, clip my wings. Don’t wanna’ be your exotic. Your lovin’ of my beauty ain’t more than funky fornication, plain pink perversion. In fact, nasty necrophilia.
Because my beauty is dead to you/I am dead to you.
Not your harem girl, geisha doll, banana picker, pom-pom girl, pum-pum shorts coffee maker, town-whore, belly dancer, private dancer, La Malinche, Venus Hottentot, laundry girl, your immaculate vessel, emasculating princess/Don’t wanna’ be - not your erotic, not your exotic.
Suheir Hammad is a Palestinian-American poet, author and political activist who was born on October 1973 in Amman, Jordan to Palestinian refugee parents and immigrated with her family to Brooklyn, New York City when she was five years old. Her parents later moved to Staten Island. (x)