Nicki Minaj shining a light on the differences on acceptable sexuality from white women and black women.
Okay drag, Nicki
Drink hella water, eat hella fruit
click at your own risk tbh
This shit just made me extremely disgusted and uncomfortable. I reported the coyote k9 advantix vine, and there’s a bunch of racist and homophobic vines as well. This makes me want to throw up the chicken I just ate.
I ain’t never had nice nails bc I’ve always chewed them my whole life….but now I haven’t and they look hella chic.
I just had a dream that involved me swimming with both whales and cute dogs like, today is going to be a fantastic one.
*Plays T-Pain I’m Sprung at my wedding*
*shoots the ceiling* no one is allowed to call themselves ugly
I CANNOT get out of bed.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do."
you: suspicious and ugly
me: beautiful and loving my life
I think the most disturbing thing I’ve seen in film was in The Thing when the thing takes over one of the guys and they all chase him out into the snow and the guy just falls to his knees. He lets out this screech that I swear made me have ta go downstairs and have a conversation with my momma for a lil bit
Just putting it out there, my boobs look really good right now and if I was comfortable enough to post a pic I would.