In a Sentimental Mood - Ella Fitzgerald
In A Sentimental Mood | John Coltrane & Duke Ellington
How can I expect everyone around me to accept and embrace me when I haven’t even fully done so yet?
Shoutouts to sidewalks for keeping me off the streets
Shouts out to gravity for holding a nigga down
Shoutouts to sleep for keeping a nigga dreaming
I wish I would have had someone to talk to me about sexual abuse when I was younger. I have a little sister. She’s almost 9. I’m conflicted because I want to start that conversation with her to see what/if she knows anything about it and to let her know that she can tell me anything, but I’m also avoiding that conversation because I’m uncomfortable with the possibility that it could happen to her. I’m not saying it will just because we have that conversation…I just don’t want to think about that.
Good Secret Bad Secret - Girls Handclapping Song! (by createfuturegood)
Protect girls against abuse
Get it girls! Let em know.
Go on girls. If this ain’t revolutionary then idk what is!
*Cries* my heart
I wish I had heard this when I was younger. This is brilliant. Must show little sisters now. Protect girls against abuse.
great for all kids to learn
‘How can he not love your hair? It’s the same that grows out of his own armpits. The same hair that crawls up out of his crotch on up his stomach. All over his chest. The very same. It grows out of his nose, over his lips, and it he ever lost his razor it would grow all over his face. It’s all over his head, Hagar. It’s his hair too. He got to love it.’
‘He don’t love it at all. He hates it.’
‘No he don’t. He don’t know what he loves, but he’ll come around, honey, one of these days. How can he love himself and hate your hair?’
Toni Morrison, Song of Solomon (H/T The Anti-Intellect Blog)
(tw: child molestation)
The smile you have in your mugshot when you take a bat and beat the ever loving shit out of your two son’s molester.
Smile on, girl. Smile on.
Read the storyHERE.
Rosario Dawson, East Village Rooftop, March 1997
Photographer: Frank H. Jump
Yes, it’s called the government.
Esperanza Spalding performs “Tell Him”