cupcakevevo:

duh-heo:

manga*
slightlyterroristic:

I can’t really argue

slightlyterroristic:

I can’t really argue

ravclaw:

homework to do: hella

homework i’ve done: negative hella

flowury:

oh NO a GIRL!!!!!! with HAIR in places that HAIR GROWS !!!! AHH!!!!!

lavakid:

asexuals will win the skeleton war because we won’t be distracted by anyone’s bone titties

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illkim:

When you use your ID at the club for the first time

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Jay-Z & Kanye West No Church In The Wild (Feat. Frank Ocean)
Jay-Z & Kanye West
No Church In The Wild (Feat. Frank Ocean)

lettherebesongs:

Jay-Z & Kanye West (Feat. Frank Ocean) | No Church In The Wild 

Human beings in a mob
What’s a mob to a king?
What’s a king to a god?
What’s a god to a non-believer?
Who don’t believe in anything?

sonofaphroclite:

your dad signing the divorce papers because I rode it so good

sonofaphroclite:

your dad signing the divorce papers because I rode it so good

koalatea:

THE FIRST TIME I GOT HIGH I GOT REALLY INSPIRED AND I WROTE DOWN A BEAUTIFUL SONG AND I THOUGHT IT WAS SO GREAT AND ORIGINAL AND MOVING BUT THEN A FEW DAYS LATER WHEN I WASN’T HIGH I FOUND IT ON MY FLOOR AND REALIZED I HAD JUST WRITTEN DOWN THE LYRICS TO FIREWORK BY KATY PERRY

reclaimingthelatinatag:

Artwork by artist and writer, Cristy C. Road.

Courtesy of Road’s official website, art as it appears above clockwise order:

  1. Raza Encendida. Ink, Marker, Fluid Acrylic, 6x11. 2009
  2. Another weekend . Ink, Marker, Fluid Acrylic, 9x12. 2009
  3. SIN VERGUENZA. Ink, Marker. 2014

Road, a queer Latina of Cuban descent, creates art based on social justice, queer counterculture, and punk rock. Aside from drawing and painting, Road is a performer with the all-queer spoken word road-show, SISTER SPIT: The Next Generation. 

above picture of Road courtesy of Third Woman Press.

To learn more about Road and her work visit her official website.

thatssoojalen:

OH. MY. LORDT.

thatssoojalen:

OH. MY. LORDT.

hplyrikz:

I can relate to this

hplyrikz:

I can relate to this

"

I find myself angry at the shallow empty behavior of people. I find myself hurt at the selfish and unreasonably cruel actions of the few. I find myself wanting to scream at them, is this who you are? is this how you choose to be? are these actions truly you?

and then I find myself questioning my own decisions. I find myself filled with doubt and insecurities. I find myself, having absorbed so much of the pain of others, unable to find my own release and now I am lashing out, cruel and unrecognizable.

I find that I can no longer laugh.

and then suddenly I realize that I cannot find myself at all.

"