I hate this class so much that I am actually working on the paper early so I can turn it in early and be done with it.

That’s some sad shit right there.

I don’t give a shit what the world thinks. I was born a bitch, I was born a painter, I was born fucked. But I was happy in my way. You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am…You are a shit.

Frida Kahlo, from an unsent letter to Diego Rivera (via c-ovet)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)

The less you think about your oppression, the more your tolerance for it grows. After a while, people just think oppression is the normal state of things. But to become free, you have to be acutely aware of being a slave.

Assata Shakur: An Autobiography (via theuncolonizedmind)

(Source: caramelblackness)

You don’t want to let go, but don’t want to be hurt, either. It’s not a great place to be but what can I tell you?

This Is How You Lose Her (via memoriasconsazon) —

platanos-fritos:

i’m the child of the legacy

of warriors with rich brown, red

adobe skin,

temples on the rolling hills,

blooming textile flowers,

del cacao, del caracol morado, de los chapulines

of the mother tongue

that whispers in my ear, familar, unrecognizable

a child of the rain

i’m the child of the diaspora,

of survivors of skin of the richest ethereal night sky,

kidnapped from their homes,

robbed of their language, customs, over 500 years ago,

survivors,

their strength reflected in el zapateado de la chilena

the stomp and clatter

of la artesa,

the gyrations of the hips,

in the waves that crash on the sand,

the strength de los pescadores, los campesinos

toiling, working under the hot, humid sun

i’m a child de la montaña,

del oceano, de la lluvia

i’m costeñ@, indigen@/negr@,

oaxaqueñ@

kiagummibear:

fuck this shit, i am going to marathon some shit on netflix

lol me sunday and monday with The Office.

sfux:

i feel like people who eat breakfast really have their lives together

memoriasconsazon:

riddle me this tho:

this is specifically about boys and their “father figures” who they know aren’t shit. if you know these men in your life no sirven, why do you end up doing the same exact shit that those “father figures” do?

why is it so easy to become this person you hate so much? 

I feel like that’s how my older brother is tho. Odia a mi papá pero he treats my momma like shit just like my dad does.

What a vicious cycle indeed.