wassupalyssa:

I have some kind of love affair going on with Tilda Swinton. Something about the angles of her fierce face. 

She is a as androgynous as you can get, and it doesn’t matter what she’s wearing or saying, everything just FLOWS around her like water.

1beautybychoice:

Many Emotions…

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drizzlher:

thegreedybisexual:

I feel very…adult today.

From a lot of thinking and talking to myself like a maniac, I realized that I am at both times afraid of my children and myself. I’m afraid of what I will become. I’m afraid of what will or won’t happen to them. And I am afraid of the potential they do or don’t have.

I…

This is why I crush majorly hard on her. I’ve been watching her online (with her knowledge). Although I don’t know it all, I know enough to know we have a lot in common. She speaks in ways that I understand. It scares me and comforts me all the same. Maybe someone out there gets it. Fucking Shit! Someone out there might GET. IT.

One day I’ll sit across the table from her and we’ll call each other beautiful and not believe one another.

We’ll hug and hate and love the world. Then we’ll go back to our lives as usual.

*yeah my fantasies about her have gotten tame…*

You are violently sweet to me, and yes, we are similar in our chosen paths, and even in the things that are weighing us down. When we sit across from each other, can we have tea? I am SO enjoying tea lately.

Tame is okay. My tame fantasies are always the ones that surprise me with their fluidity and their ability to be interesting.

allthingsblackwomen:

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naijackellen:

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I feel very…adult today.

From a lot of thinking and talking to myself like a maniac, I realized that I am at both times afraid of my children and myself. I’m afraid of what I will become. I’m afraid of what will or won’t happen to them. And I am afraid of the potential they do or don’t have.

I am afraid to call myself a Mother because of my history with Rajesh.
I am afraid to be a better one to Urijah because a part of me feels like it wouldn’t be fair to Rajesh.

I am afraid to leave Urijah alone (outside my home). A part of me feels like he will go the way of my father. Like I will enroll him in school and get a phone call telling me that he’s dead, we’re sorry but he ran off and was hurt, we’re sorry but we couldn’t help him, we’re sorry but we just found out a teacher was abusing him. I am scared that he will go the way I did and go to school and lose all the passion and spark that we Briggs babies are born with, that people will steal it from him.

I’m afraid that if I leave this house often, I will fail. I will go outside and be rejected, be noticed, be approached. Inside, inside any house, I have the ability to shut the world out and never leave. I don’t have to face the possibility that I am terrible at the world, at living, at being beautiful, at being understood, at knowing things. I don’t have to face the possibility of not being the smartest person in the room.

It is deep in me. I’m terrified that I will actually keep in touch with my family and then they will die. I will talk to my brothers and they’ll die. I’ll be nice to my sister and she will die. I’ll visit my Mother and it will be over.

But I feel adult today. I feel like taking Urijah’s possible tantrums head on. I feel like running after my kids, running with them, standing shoulder to shoulder on a bus, showing them what’s great about where they live. I feel like showing them what’s great about their Mother. I feel like…we’re all going to die someday, and it may be screaming and terrible and vicious until then, but there’s nothing worse than this tiny world I live in.

A part of me has to admit that I am ashamed of my inability to just make everything easy for Urijah or to turn the world upside down until everyone fits HIS needs. The sense of failure that I felt with Rajesh is returning, but with Urijah now, and I feel myself trying to get away more than include him. It’s the same cycle.

I will break it and I will stop dreaming of running somewhere where it will be better. It won’t. It’s not GA, it’s not NY, it’s my fear of feeling what I felt when my Dad died again. It’s my vicious fear of failure. It doesn’t hurt to be lonely when I’m not trying or when I’m alone. I love it then. It hurts when I know I’ve put everything I have out into the world and nobody gave a shit about it, it wasn’t worth shit.

But man…I’m so ready to be a real human again. So we’re getting fed, we’re getting washed and dressed, and we’re getting on that damn bus. All three of us. And I will be a real damn person again.

tl/dr: Shut up and read it or don’t, what is this, Mardi Gras?

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shotbyandres:

Coffe Break
Janell - IG: @janellariella
Photo by: Andres Latorre  IG: @shotbyandres
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shotbyandres:

Coffe Break

Janell - IG: @janellariella

Photo by: Andres Latorre  IG: @shotbyandres

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