DEAR ANYONE WHO HAS EVER BEEN AFRAID OF BEING JUDGED BY THE CASHIER FOR BUYING SOMETHING:

The scariest moment for me was when my cousin had a muscle spasm and almost dropped the comb on my ear. Forever traumatized.

Black girls everywhere know this pain…

don’t!!! fake!!!! your!!!! interests!!!! to!!!! make!!!! someone!!!! like!!!!! you!!!!

period. 

(a photo series shot by sisters rupi and prabh kaur.  art direction by rupi kaur.)

i bleed each month to help make humankind a possibility. my womb is home to the divine. a source of life for our species. whether i choose to create or not. but very few times it is seen that way. in older civilizations this blood was considered holy. in some it still is. but a majority of people. societies. and communities shun this natural process. some are more comfortable with the pornification of women. the sexualization of women. the violence and degradation of women than this. they cannot be bothered to express their disgust about all that. but will be angered and bothered by this. we menstruate and they see it as dirty. attention seeking. sick. a burden. as if this process is less natural than breathing. as if it is not a bridge between this universe and the last. as if this process is not love. labour. life. selfless and strikingly beautiful. 

I was otp with this guy...

And everytime there was an awkward pause or everytime there was a question he asked I wouldn't know how to answer I would just start singing Jingle Bell Rock.

As a child I never heard one woman say to me, “I love my body.” Not my mother, my elder sister, my best friend. No one woman has ever said, “I am so proud of my body.” So I make sure to say it to Mia, because a positive physical outlook has to start at an early age.

Kate Winslet, speaking about her daughter.  (via thatkindofwoman)

literally nothing is more annoying and obnoxious than someone demanding you do something that you were already planning on doing. Do you know how likely it is that I do the thing now? Zero. Zero likely.

Spirit Animal

braid outs are my favorite 😍😍

(via deurim)

Do we fall in love with people because of the way they look and the words they say and the things they do, or do we fall in love with people for the way we think they are? It’s wild how someone can give you one flower and you mistaken it for a bouquet. Are we in love with them because we make ourselves believe that they are the one we’ve been searching for? Are we just settling at the end of the day?

M.D.L // Excerpt from “Someone Like You”

boy: i love you me: that’s your buisness