Meditations on my Father
a love full of sacrifice and few joys quickly becomes an obligation maybe this is why he left me.
vswho asked: you need to hit the grocery store & look for mexico brand ice cream bars...they have lime mango & coconut w/actual fruit in them...that's what you need...you'll love them...i promise...
i’m realizing that most of the people i follow on twitter…i wouldn’t be friends with in real life. but Tumblr….you are a different story.
Day 03 - Picture of you and your friends
people i’ve grown up with :) on our way to a wedding my partner in crime my name twin i guess 3 pictures is enough
i believe in you. Let’s make this shit happen. Let’s love more. Let’s be more. Let’s find more moments to just sit and talk about our dreams. -selah-
day 02 - the meaning behind my tumblr name
My tumblr name, A Spirits Rebellious, was inspired by the book Spirits Rebellious by Kahlil Gibran. The book, in many ways, helped to mold my view on love. i could relate to the characters more so than i wish to explain. i think we all need stories of forbidden love, if not for anything else than to push our understandings on the magic that love lends itself to birthing.
Day 1 - A Recent Pic of You and 15 Interesting...
this is me like three minutes ago. [it took me awhile to figure out how to upload the photo #dontjudgeme] 1. i tear holes in napkins unconsciously…this is not good when i need to use it. 2. i was the kid that always brought animals home and asked if we could keep it [frogs, salamanders, lizards…etc] then felt bad and let them go in the local pond at the park. 3. in kindergarten...
i know tumblr isn’t really for the long winded…read if you want… this is a poem by Marcia Jones. i’ve dubbed her my fairy god mother…:) What has happened to ability What has happened to the ability to love Latch keys Consumed t.v. When parents disappeared to make ends meet The Damage Post Traumatic Repair Desperately trying Wayward and blind Like finger...
My questions have no home. and answers… have become like feral children, unable to articulate their existence in an age appropriate manner- -running wild
Cabeleira: Hey, Bernice. Listen, I’ve got something real important to say. Tell me, you ever heard of love at first sight? Berenice: Sure, but hoods don’t fall in love, they just get horny. Cabeleira: C’mon, you cut everything I say to pieces. Berenice: Hoods don’t talk, they just vomit words. Cabeleira: Jesus, I’m gonna stop wasting my saliva on you, you sure...
Robert Glasper - I Remember
can we just abolish beauty pageants altogether?
360degreeofurban: If we really are saying that rap is an art form, then we got to be more responsible for our lyrics. If you see everybody dying because of what you are saying, it dont matter that you didnt make them die, it just matters that you didnt save them -Tupac
deathofaa: I write so much shit intended for tumblr but I feel it’s too personal.
FUCKKKKKKKKK!!!! that’s how i feel right now. peace.
mad inspired today. gotta work this shit out in my brain.
“If a man comes to the door of poetry untouched by the madness of the Muses, believing that technique alone will make him a good poet, he and his sane compositions never reach perfection, but are utterly eclipsed by the performances of the inspired madman” - Socrates
t: he doesn't look at me the way he used to
s: how do you know?
t: i can see it with my eyes closed
i shouldn’t be so guarded when i talk to you about my art. but i am. i can’t help it. i don’t want you to think i’m crazy. but this piece i’m about to make, it needs to be made for my sanity to still exist. all i’ve got is a concept and a few brushes, wires…and gadgets. And you might not even get the whole concept of this piece, but even if you get a...
I couldn’t help wondering where do people in... →
“Males shouldn’t be jealous, that’s a female trait.” That bothers me to no end. Men and Women get jealous. It’s a natural feeling. it’s not a woman or a man thing. if it is….what else is a woman trait? To love? To care? To be affectionate? i want those traits in a man. so let’s just be honest with ourselves. jealousy doesn’t look good on...
I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice...– Audre Lorde (via dropsofmystory)
i need to own this.
i feel guilty for missing him. i know this isn’t healthy. but “healthy” was never a term used to describe our relationship.
okay seriously…this guy is trying to convince me that having a dildo up his ass isn’t gay if a girl is doing it to him? really????