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lesbianspaceprincex:

Autumn Bruja
September 2014
Makeup, photography, and styling done by Luna

More arte and info over at vivalaluna.com.

(Source: beyonseh)

nowyoukno:

socialjusticekoolaid:

(9.23.14) — Another morning in Amerikkka. Somebody thought it would be fun to desecrate the Mike Brown Memorial early this morning. I… I really can’t even. #staywoke #farfromover

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Here’s a picture of some cops watching the memorial burn although there seemed to be no police at the scene when the fire department arrived.

this video changed my life

revolutionary-afrolatino:

64,000 Missing Women in America All Have One Important Thing in Common
and the media doesn’t seem to care…
uberism:

took a trip to the city

uberism:

took a trip to the city

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bewareofmpreg:

rest in fucking pieces

gayweeb:

supobi:

こんな感じ?・・・つかめん。どっちがどっち?w
Like this?

dbz made me gay

gayweeb:

supobi:

こんな感じ?・・・つかめん。どっちがどっち?w

Like this?

dbz made me gay

thankfitz:

bleep0bleep:

 (via slytherinstilinski)

"I like you in a romantic sort of sense." 

It was like the world stopped turning. Those words. They weren’t the words of someone who thought it was going to be okay, who thought that after he said them everything would change and everything would fall into place. They were the words of someone who had given up. Given up on fighting for it, fighting to win. Someone who was so weighted down with the feelings that he had to get it out to be free. 

That was the worst part. That Stiles knew nothing would change. That Stiles knew Scott didn’t feel the same way. 

And everything came rushing to Scott, a realization of just how long Stiles has clung onto his feelings, keeping them close to his chest. All those times Stiles whispered I love you when they were curled up and half asleep. All those times Stiles clung to Scott a little too long. All those times when Stiles would just need to be by Scott. Stiles was telling him this entire time. And yet Scott didn’t notice. 

"I… I know you don’t feel the same way. I know. You don’t have to tell me. Or say sorry. Or, fuck, I don’t know, do anything. I just… I just needed to get it out." Stiles explained. Scott stared at Stiles. His best friend, His friend that he had forever, and wondered how he could have not noticed. He knew Stiles better than anyone, better than he knew himself. But… But he was wrong. Scott knew nothing about Stiles. He knew as much as he knew about Derek. Nothing. 

Stiles sighed, running his hand through his hair. “I’m going to see Lydia. See you around.” And he left. He left without Scott stopping him because Scott didn’t move. Scott couldn’t move. The weight of this knowledge was weighing him down and he couldn’t believe it. How long had Stiles had this on his shoulders? How long?

The next day, as Scott entered school, he tip toed to his own locker. Were they supposed to go about their morning routine? Did Stiles want to stop being friends? What should Scott do? 

The question was answered as Stiles appeared out of no where, jumping onto Scott’s back and laughing about something Malia had told him. Malia was right beside Scott, glaring at Stiles. Stiles swung off of Scott’s back to give Malia a hug. She accepted the hug and squealed as Stiles swung her around. Stiles and Scott’s eyes met. 

Stiles looked away for the first time in a long time.

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chescaleigh:

angryblackman:

It would be nice if prankers who go around harassing black people in the ‘hood’ were given the same treatment as Sam Pepper.

exactly. I’ve yet to see a high profile YouTuber call any of these “pranksters” out, or any of the “comedians” who see no problem doing blackface in their videos and saying disgusting things about black women and their bodies. What you’re silent on says more than what you speak up for.