(Source: air-reverse, via the-samsara-blues)
Things I Say While Driving
| Fuck you, oh. Fuck. You. | Me: |
| What the fuck are you doing. What. The fuck. Are you doing. | Me: |
| NICE BLINKER ASSHOLE. | Me: |
| Good luck in the slow lane there, bud. | Me: |
| Why the FUCK are we not even going to speed limit. Why. | Me: |
| Lolol your car's a piece of shit. | Me: |
| If I miss that green light because of you... | Me: |
| You're gonna cut me off? You better hope you have a damn good accelerator, bitch. | Me: |
| I AM GOING TEN MILES PER HOUR OVER THE SPEED LIMIT WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT | Me: |
| Shit is that a cop? No. | Me: |
| Shit THAT is a cop. | Me: |
| Nope, roof rack. | Me: |
"Well, it seems to me that the best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is… suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with."
- Gillian Anderson (via 0261)
(Source: larmoyante, via 0261)
Ruby Bridges, the first African-American child to attend an all-white elementary school in the American South, escorted by U.S. Marshals dispatched by President Eisenhower for her safety. 14 November, 1960
(Source: wendyss)
"
Sex is not a goddamn performance.
Sex should feel as natural as drinking water.
It should not require confidence.
Sex should happen, because the moment is ripe.
Ripening lips, ripening labia, ripening cock, ripening pupils, ripening state of being. Ripe and augmented and brimming. Your energy goes to your pumping heart, then to every external nerve, then to theirs, on fire.
You bask, roll, play in it. You sigh, moan, laugh.
It’s not about being “good in bed.”
It’s about being happy.
One should never worry if they’re doing it “correctly.” Sex is not factual. I don’t want your cookie-cutter sex, I don’t want your meticulously crafted, calculated, fool-proof fuck. I don’t want a show. I want you. Let your instincts, urges and whims define that. It’s enough.
What do most girls like? Forget about it. Statistics are meaningless when there’s only one. Hello, here’s me. Here’s you.
Don’t worry about taking it too slow. We got time. We got infinite rhythms, combinations, possibilities. Explore each fuck. Take our time. We can do a different one later.
Don’t worry about making me come. I’m here. Right where I want to be.
I am overwhelmed by wanting; you don’t have to convince me. I want you because I like you. So don’t put on a front. Don’t taint this.
I’m frustrated—it’s just authenticity I want.
It’s originality.
It’s passion.
It’s joy.
Don’t say that something I like is ugly. Don’t compare yourself to the rest. You will live and die with and within your experiences like everyone else. If someone thinks you are amazing, they are not wrong. Their universe is as real as any other; it is forged through perception.
I don’t care if you accidentally slammed my head into the wall, if you slipped out, if my arm cracked, if the delightful pressure of your wet lips on my anything made a silly sound. There is no right way and no wrong way.
“Good in bed,” what.
You’re good in my bed. I’m pleased you’re there. I feel it suits you.
Shove your technique. Let your memory swallow it. Fuck me like you’d fuck me, fuck me like you feel.
This isn’t a test.
"- (via nopietyjustpieandtea)
(Source: nikolaiolivier, via saccharineslumber)
"The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via madamecuriewasmymother)
(via 0261)
"You might say, “What a dreadful day,” without realizing that the cold, the wind, and the rain or whatever condition you react to are not dreadful. They are as they are. What is dreadful is your reaction, your inner resistance to it, and the emotion that is created by that resistance."
- Eckhart Tolle (via thelittlephilosopher)
(via thelittlephilosopher)
"Never pretend that the things you haven’t got are not worth having."
- Virginia Woolf (via thresca)
(via quote-book)
"Do you realise how devoted I am to you, all the same? There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, dearest Honey."
- Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vita Sackville-West, 16 February 1927 (via courcel)
(Source: quote-book)
2012 Favorites: Lupe Fiasco - “Bitch Bad”
Album: Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album (September 2012)
As a female who has a deep love for hip-hop, I find this song interesting.
I’ve never been offended by the use of words like “bitch” or “ho” in music. To me, it’s all about painting a picture. A rapper wouldn’t use the word “ho” after describing a beautiful, respectable lady because it would knock her off the pedestal they placed her on in the preceding lyrics. When a rapper calls a female a ho it simply means that the female in question is, indeed, a ho.
“I call a bitch a bitch, a ho a ho, a woman a woman” (2011)
“Too many bitches wanna be ladies, so if you a ho, I’mma call you a ho” (1996)
“Every woman ain’t a muthafuckin’ lady, I treat a ho like a ho, and a bitch like a bitch, and a lady like a lady” (1991)
The shit is common sense: there’s a difference between a bitch, a ho, and a lady.
But Lupe came at the issue in a different way. He talks about the youth who are growing up in a time where “bitch” is a title females carry proudly. We tell those kids that being a ho is bad, yet they constantly have dumb hoes in their face, in music videos, on the internet, the tv…And the kids can’t help what they see on the computer or what they hear on the radio, so they get sucked into this modern media that feeds off glorified forms of disrespect.
It’s not just a “hip-hop” problem. It’s today’s pop music, the tv shows, the social networks. It’s any female who refers to herself as a “bad bitch” or a “classy bitch” (..anyone calling herself a classy bitch might as well call herself a dumb bitch because that shit is an oxymoron). I think one central idea to be taken from “Bitch Bad” is that it’s unfortunate what we’re teaching the younger generation, and I think Lupe expressed that flawlessly.
