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To anon:
You dont know me or what ive been through or what im going through. Dont be rude

— 1 hour ago

Like I said once before I use tumblr as a ventilation because I have a hard time trusting people instead I bottle things up and it ends up on here. which is why im now seeing a therapist

— 2 hours ago

impaire:

It’s 1am and I have no desire to sleep or stay awake. 

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— 12 hours ago with 45479 notes
"Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern."
Mayakovsky - Frank O’Hara  (via cityswim)

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elizabeth-antoinette:

kinkyturtle:

jcoleknowsbest:

So my facebook friend just posted this pic with this text….


Well, I just witnessed blatant racial injustice with my own eyes. I was getting in my car after exiting a store when a young black man stumbled past me and collapsed against the store wall. When I got out to see if he was okay, a group of white people came rushing over, one of whom was a 20-something white woman who declared in distress, “I ran a red light and hit him with my car!” People immediately assured her that SHE would be okay, meanwhile the young man is writhing in pain on the ground, pants leg torn, tears running down his face. When the police arrived and the young woman explained what happened, it was suggested to her that maybe the light had been yellow and that the young man had “darted out into the street into her path.” I was floored. I said, “But she just SAID she ran the red light and hit him in the intersection!” 





The police officers then led the young woman away and began talking with her privately in low tones. When the paramedics FINALLY got there I was surprised at the hostility they showed towards the young man. One blonde female EMT (shown in the photo) suggested that he couldn’t be THAT hurt if he was able to walk from the place where he was struck to the sidewalk where he finally collapsed. White bystanders commented several times about “What that poor girl must be going through.” I was the only one who commented on what the young man must be going through, what, with his mangled leg and all. I am absolutely positive that in the end “that poor girl” will be absolved of all wrongdoing and be able to go on her merry way. After all, she just ran a red light and slammed her car into the body of some black kid on a bike, right?And people wonder why black people are so angry and want to break shit.
















friendly reminder that studies have shown that white people do not empathize with Black people and we (including medical personel) also think Black people feel less pain

wow, I had almost the exact same thing happen to me once.
Was smashed into while on my bike by an old white woman who ran a stop sign as I rode at full speed with traffic. Busted my leg and totaled my bike… in fact, she was so out of it she kept driving with my bike pinned under her car for a block before people waved her down / honked at her to stop.
Witnesses called the cops while I was lying in the street. I stood up in shock and started yelling “you hit me! I can’t believe you fucking hit me with your car! What the hell is wrong with you!” but could feel I had a concussion and was bleeding from a few spots so I sat down on the curb. The paramedics and cops got there, made sure I wasn’t dead and and the went to comfort the old woman!
Before the cops arrived on the scene the woman was half in a daze, teary-eyed, repeating to witnesses, “I thought she was stopping! I don’t know why, I thought she was stopping! I didn’t mean to hit her!” but after a long period of time spent talking privately with the cops (the sun now just barely starting to set) her story changed to “I didn’t see her! It was dark and she didn’t have lights, I couldn’t see her!”
Then from the cops it was, “you need to calm down, girl” and “if you were really hurt you wouldn’t have stood up so quickly” and “she says you yelled profanities at her… I know you don’t want to be in trouble but that’s what’s going to happen if you’re not careful. That’s harassment you know.” and even though it was full daylight when I was hit, “you know, I noticed you don’t have lights on your bike. That could get you into a lot trouble if you’re not careful.” always a vague, “in trouble if your not careful” in a demeaning tone of voice.
A week or so later the police report came in and held me at fault for biking without proper lights after dark (which they completely fabricated; it was day) and stated the time of the accident as a full hour later to validate that claim. I disputed it and filled a personal suit against the woman for damages. During litigation for my case she was found to be legally blind and her license was revoked, but to this day the original police report still stands saying I verbally assaulted the woman but she chose not to press charges (gee wiz, lucky me) and that I was biking at night without lights.
Any scrap of faith I had left in law enforcement dissolved that day but I am grateful to have walked away with an important lesson and my life intact.

elizabeth-antoinette:

kinkyturtle:

jcoleknowsbest:

So my facebook friend just posted this pic with this text….

Well, I just witnessed blatant racial injustice with my own eyes. I was getting in my car after exiting a store when a young black man stumbled past me and collapsed against the store wall. When I got out to see if he was okay, a group of white people came rushing over, one of whom was a 20-something white woman who declared in distress, “I ran a red light and hit him with my car!” People immediately assured her that SHE would be okay, meanwhile the young man is writhing in pain on the ground, pants leg torn, tears running down his face. When the police arrived and the young woman explained what happened, it was suggested to her that maybe the light had been yellow and that the young man had “darted out into the street into her path.” I was floored. I said, “But she just SAID she ran the red light and hit him in the intersection!” 

The police officers then led the young woman away and began talking with her privately in low tones. When the paramedics FINALLY got there I was surprised at the hostility they showed towards the young man. One blonde female EMT (shown in the photo) suggested that he couldn’t be THAT hurt if he was able to walk from the place where he was struck to the sidewalk where he finally collapsed. White bystanders commented several times about “What that poor girl must be going through.” I was the only one who commented on what the young man must be going through, what, with his mangled leg and all. I am absolutely positive that in the end “that poor girl” will be absolved of all wrongdoing and be able to go on her merry way. After all, she just ran a red light and slammed her car into the body of some black kid on a bike, right?

And people wonder why black people are so angry and want to break shit.

friendly reminder that studies have shown that white people do not empathize with Black people and we (including medical personel) also think Black people feel less pain

wow, I had almost the exact same thing happen to me once.

Was smashed into while on my bike by an old white woman who ran a stop sign as I rode at full speed with traffic. Busted my leg and totaled my bike… in fact, she was so out of it she kept driving with my bike pinned under her car for a block before people waved her down / honked at her to stop.

Witnesses called the cops while I was lying in the street. I stood up in shock and started yelling “you hit me! I can’t believe you fucking hit me with your car! What the hell is wrong with you!” but could feel I had a concussion and was bleeding from a few spots so I sat down on the curb. The paramedics and cops got there, made sure I wasn’t dead and and the went to comfort the old woman!

Before the cops arrived on the scene the woman was half in a daze, teary-eyed, repeating to witnesses, “I thought she was stopping! I don’t know why, I thought she was stopping! I didn’t mean to hit her!” but after a long period of time spent talking privately with the cops (the sun now just barely starting to set) her story changed to “I didn’t see her! It was dark and she didn’t have lights, I couldn’t see her!”

Then from the cops it was, “you need to calm down, girl” and “if you were really hurt you wouldn’t have stood up so quickly” and “she says you yelled profanities at her… I know you don’t want to be in trouble but that’s what’s going to happen if you’re not careful. That’s harassment you know.” and even though it was full daylight when I was hit, “you know, I noticed you don’t have lights on your bike. That could get you into a lot trouble if you’re not careful.” always a vague, “in trouble if your not careful” in a demeaning tone of voice.

A week or so later the police report came in and held me at fault for biking without proper lights after dark (which they completely fabricated; it was day) and stated the time of the accident as a full hour later to validate that claim. I disputed it and filled a personal suit against the woman for damages. During litigation for my case she was found to be legally blind and her license was revoked, but to this day the original police report still stands saying I verbally assaulted the woman but she chose not to press charges (gee wiz, lucky me) and that I was biking at night without lights.

Any scrap of faith I had left in law enforcement dissolved that day but I am grateful to have walked away with an important lesson and my life intact.

— 1 day ago with 124371 notes
"

My mother warned me about cigarettes that could cause cancer
But she never told me that self-hatred can grow faster than any tumour ever could

My father warned me that I should never stop thinking
But he never told me that overthinking would kill my happiness

My sister warned me about other people who might make hurtful comments about me
But she never told me that instead of hearing someone else’s voice, I’d hear my own

My brother warned me about drugs in baggies sold on the street,
But he never told me about the ones that people put in your glass when you’re not looking

My grandmother warned me about the devil with his tail and red horns
But she never told me about his angelic smile and dark, ocean blue eyes

My grandfather warned me about booze that could kill
But he never told me that if you drink enough alcohol, it tastes like love

My cousin warned me that I should love my virginity to a guy I love
But she never told me he should love me, too

My aunt warned me that if I kept eating that much, I might vomit
But she never told me that even without eating anything, you can hang over the toilet and puke

My baby sitter warned me that a boy could break my heart
But she never told me that if I made him mad, he’d also break my arm and nose

My teacher warned me about dangerous men with knives that could cut my throat
But she never told me that I didn’t need these men to cut my skin

They all warned me that I shouldn’t do dangerous things that could kill me
But I never had the chance to ask them if slitting both of my wrists vertically
And taking thirty-eight aspirins, was one of these dangerous things

"
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Swagi

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Oh my fucking gosh

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policymic:

The racist response to the Spelling Bee is further proof America isn’t ready to talk about minority success

On May 29, they became co-champions of an especially hard-fought Scripps National Spelling Bee.

In the past few years, the 89-year-old competition has seen a striking pattern in which Indian-American contestants have lifted the winner’s trophy eight consecutive times and in 13 of the past 17 outings. Their streak feeds into years of conversation around race, achievement and immigrant success — all tied to problematic notions of what it means to be “American.”

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obscurevideogames:

"You bitch! How could you?" - 
Bastard!! Ankoku no Hakaishin (Cobra Team/Bandai - SNES - 1994)

obscurevideogames:

"You bitch! How could you?" - 

Bastard!! Ankoku no Hakaishin (Cobra Team/Bandai - SNES - 1994)

— 1 day ago with 141 notes
obscurevideogames:

"You bitch! How could you?" - 
Bastard!! Ankoku no Hakaishin (Cobra Team/Bandai - SNES - 1994)

obscurevideogames:

"You bitch! How could you?" - 

Bastard!! Ankoku no Hakaishin (Cobra Team/Bandai - SNES - 1994)

— 1 day ago with 141 notes