Live from My Mojo

kingcheddarxvii:

taycaughtfire:

jenohh:

paaabu:

nutella-boy:

kingcheddarxvii:

Wow “kissing” is such a dumb word

“Face battle” sounds way cooler

“may i challenge you to a face battle my good lady”

you may face battle the bride

face battle me in the rain

You don’t like me? Yeah well you can face battle my ass.

Just when I thought I’d seen everything

Face battling your ass

scene-killer:

this really is what adulthood is like

scene-killer:

this really is what adulthood is like

mostlyfiction:

Love isn’t about
   fucking each other
at any opportunity.

It also isn’t about
  how many months
or years
  that you’ve been together.

To me,
  love is about 
being able to see light
  inside of the person
who knows nothing
   but darkness.

My current feels….

Black Culture is popular. Black people are not.

bitchitrice:

derych:

brucefuckingbanner:

mishasminions:

RELEVANT TO HUMANITY

Relevant to tumblr.

Relevant to existence.

screams this from the top of the matterhorn

heathershotyou:

Varnette Honeywood, Come into my kitchen

heathershotyou:

Varnette Honeywood, Come into my kitchen

willthewriter:

Prince - Let’s Go Crazy (2013)

Fuckin right

Please, do not excuse them. In fact we should be harder on them. We expect white people to hate us. We expect everyone else to not understand us. But black men are supposed to love us. They are supposed to be our allies in this fight. They are supposed to respect and adore and honor us. And yet we find ourselves begging for love and wishing they would care for us. It isn’t right. Love is supposed to be unconditional and yet love from black men is nothing but conditions; they love us IF we look a certain way. They love us IF we act a certain way. That’s not love. And it’s unfortunate that after all this time, in this day and age we still have to ask “why don’t black men love us?
my mother, after a friend tried to justify why SOME black men disrespect black women (via youngblackandvegan)
let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. it’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.
jodi picoult. (via estrellasbellas)