maybe-itdoesntmatterr:

prettyboyshyflizzy:

rawrahwraw:

shesdianamic:

restlesscontradiction:

jwill526:

blacktolive:

The untold story on how the US govt helped create Black ghettos & the hood.

And they tell us to forget. America please land the oppressed and home of cowards.

Name of this documentary?

A piece of that wall still stands today actually. 

PBS Series:

RACE – THE POWER OF AN ILLUSION
EPISODE THREE: THE HOUSE WE LIVE IN

We been through a lot

The system always been fucked up for us

alloutofreeds:

im-not-trash-im-recyclable:

blazeblastomega:

gordoananke:

ohhmelancholy:

misunderst00ds0ul:

joybeeeez:

guys never realize that. 

Why play games though? Just come out and say no, don’t seem to hard.

cause the word “no” is not in ya’ll vocabulary.

You want us to start telling you no? You don’t want us to play games? Teach your fellow men to stop murdering us for it.

oh

I will always reblog this. Everyone should see it.

I would like to add:

austinado:

the worst emotional truama ive ever recieved in my life is in 2nd grade, i went to catholic school and i was really acting out that day because something my teacher did my made me blood boil, so i acted out and got to sit on a bench alone during recess

however, in defiance i ran to the slide and did the only thing i knew how to do when i was upset at someone and pissed my pants

my teacher was forced to clean up the unpacified rage that was my urination off the slide and of course my mom got called, when i got picked up by her later that day, she began to ask me if i still liked Hillary Duff, who was like my weird 2nd grader TV crush and i got all happy shaking my head like YEAH, YEAH I DO LIKE HILLARY DUFF IS SHE HERE

and thats when it struck, the peircing lance that struck my heart, and i will never forget these words my mother told me:

“Hillary Duff doesn’t like pee pee boys.”

spectral-bargheist:

massivelimestonecube:

massivelimestonecube:

massivelimestonecube:

??? someone broke into my grandmas house while she was gone & shaved the matted fur off her cat

i want to emphasize that the cat was the only thing altered here

would also like to add that this occcurred sometime between 11 pm & 9 am. we have no leads. the cat is fine & probably appreciates not having a huge mat on his neck, but, like, that’s a really weird kind of vigilante justice, still

chaotic good

one-time-i-dreamt:

My ex-best friend accidentally and physically bumped into me. Without looking she said, “Oh hello, sorry,” and kept walking. At that point I knew some sort of spell was broken, and I ran after her.
“Too late! You spoke to me! I can talk to you now.” She tried to run away, but I caught up. We talked for the first time in a very long time, and resolved our issues by crying together.