my anaconda don’t…


my anaconda don’t…


My anaconda dont’ want none unless you got buns hun


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I am a woman with a body. For that I offer no explanation, shame, excuse or apology. In a culture obsessed with women shrinking, confidence is controversial. It is courage. I’m taking my peace back.

Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance.

Anna Quindlen, Every Last One   (via znbwgl)

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"As the protesters marched through the streets, it began to storm. Every time the thunder crashed, the protesters would cheer louder and louder. It seemed as if mother nature herself were cheering them on.."

We ain’t going away this time


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  • The Ferguson Police Department, releasing the police officer’s name and putting out a “packet” of stuff basically saying without saying that Michael Brown is a “strongarm” robbery suspect, declining to give details and instead allowing their version of “facts” to simmer, to stew for a while in…

On cigars of shame


I’m confused about why you’d reward someone for referring to Michael Brown as a robbery suspect…?

This question is in reference to my tweets that "I’m gonna go steal a box of cigars today," and "Anyone who refers to Michael Brown as a robbery suspect is gonna get one of my stolen cigars…

Do what you want. Go after what you want. Be who you want.