I Wanna Be Thick For You, Jesus

feministdisney:

I’m going to try and be good today and brush up on my German and work on fiction writing but I’ve been more active on twitter recently, mostly in reference to Tonto. Would appreciate it if you let me know your thoughts on racism in the Lone Ranger and Tonto- just trying to get more people engaged, informed and, well, angry, since as many have pointed out it’s a pretty big deal that they’re doing this and trying to get away with it- would be happy to retweet anything by you, just tag my name and I’ll see it there!

I’ve tagged a few things with #TontoNotOkay but I mostly retweeted a lot of article links by other people if you want stuff to check out or spread

asspussyy:

holdmydiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiick:

ghostfaceblogger:

godyallsomebrokeboys:

EVERYONE GO TO KANYEWEST.COM

OH MY FUCKING GOD DO ITTTTTTT

Yooooooooooo!!

byeeeeeee

l o effing-l 

omg

i don’t know how i feel about this

i like kanye

i like scott disick

i have mixed feelings about american psycho and Christian Bale

which makes me have negatively-mixed feelings about Tom Cruise but

that’s getting off topic

what the eff

i’m not sure if i hate

or if it was brilliant

or both

neither

all of the above

fajazo:

punkmonksteven:

lalatula:

*does the anime character with glasses thing*

Does that really work though?

What…?

LOL DEAD

numinousnegrita:

People of Color Problems: Dating A White Man

pocproblems:

tw: racial slur

He tells me that I wear sarcasm on my sleeve

Like some bleeding heart

While I pull the weave from my head

He says he can see the distress

That lives in the dark corners of my eyes

And he asks me why I think I’m so wise

It occurs to me, like it has many times before,

That we are too far apart

From completely different worlds

I grew up fast because black girls cannot stay innocent for long

And he grew in leisure, his privilege in his skin

He calls me his chocolate goddess

And I do not correct him

Even when I feel that worm under my skin

Begging to be let loose and tell him

I am not a fucking item to be owned

I am not his and his alone

He reminds me that he is the cream in my coffee

And that he loves me for me

But I have doubts because I know the me that he sees

She and I are different pieces to the same pie

But I know he only has room in his heart for one slice

And it cuts me so fucking deep

When he tries so hard to make me understand him

As if his culture is so much more important than mine

He is the borg and I must assimilate

His friends make jokes about my skin becoming lighter

Every time they see me

And I’ve never wanted to paint myself black so much

How does one cope when love just isn’t enough?

And he is beautiful

Like I used to wish to be

Before I started accepting me

And even if it’s a small part

I know he still wants me

He doesn’t complain about the hair on my legs

Or those days when I just want to be alone

He comforts me when I feel worthless

I just wish it that was all I needed

And I think he realizes too

That our days are numbered

A man called me nigger in the street

And he had to take a moment to stop and wonder

And so did I

He called me chocolate but did he ever notice my blackness?

Did he ever wonder at the dark swell of my fatness?

I know he doesn’t know me

Not completely

Not wholly

So I ask again,

how does one cope when love just isn’t enough?

submitted by thesavagegirlwonder 

actionfighter:

magpiecake:

actionfighter:

“it’s my time of the month,” i explain to my swimming instructor right before i turn into a werewolf

I really wish we turned into werewolves instead of bleeding every month.

wait you don’t turn into a werewolf?