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I’ll take executive realness, and shade. lol

I’ll take executive realness, and shade. lol

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When Children Become Criminals

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Stress never, the sex better the sex wetter.
Check cheddarer etcetera etc
Bet bet ya could get severed and left deaded.
Slept slept and I crypt crept in the s-seven.
These niggas be puffin they piff in the public, they diggin-they lustin’, -the feminine struttin’ she hittin that button.
I dip in the function
I’m prissy, I’m pumpin’
The tit & the rump
And I’m flippin em dumpin em,
Trickin em trumpin em
But if these niggas wanna spend they cheese,
Tell em hit little miss AZ.
Very heavy headed, dick take heed
Ima flip out if a bitch play me

I love being horribly straightforward.

I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible.

Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.

Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.

But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.

And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.

We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.

We never know when the bus is coming.

— Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them  (viabeatboxgoesthump)
turn up, oprah

turn up, oprah

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bahahahahaahahaa

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the colored boy.: On White Cluelessness

omg this had me DYING of laughter. LOL

They want their stars to be beautiful, not realistic.

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