There are no spaces for life. No place to return. All of Gaza bids farewell to herself every night and congratulates those who remain alive the morning of another day. They inspect their bodies then run their hands over the living. They close their eyes then open them, and once again call the members of their families one by one…so that the memory of their names does not fail and their spirits do not disappear.

Hedaya Shamun, “I Do Not Wish For You To See Gaza As Anything But a Rose" (translated by Ghada Mourad and Tyson Patros)

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On many street corners in São Paulo, we’re seeing more and more vendors hocking Brazilian flags, jerseys and noisemakers. With just a day before the start of the World Cup, people seem finally ready to celebrate (rather than protest) their country hosting the soccer tournament.

Well, FINALLY. All this poverty and abjectness has really been cramping my enjoyment of football.


She let him finish, scratching his head with the tips of her fingers, and without his having revealed that he was weeping from love, she recognized immediately the oldest sobs in the history of man.

― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez, 100 Years of Solitude

This is what I feel this book did for me: scratched my head, almost amused, recognizing pain, experiences, passions - centuries-old - and thereby affirming, fundamentally, my humanity.

And I cried. For myself. For this woman talkin’ about love. For all the women who have ever stretched their bodies out anticipating civilization and finding ruins.

Sonia Sanchez (Homegirls and Handgrenades)

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My escape from all the drunk, belligerent dudes moshing around the city on St. Patrick’s Day weekend.


"I know this isn’t going to be a popular opinion, but I’m gay, and I don’t think there’s nearly as much discrimination as people claim. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve experienced discrimination. But it hasn’t been a huge factor in my life. I feel like a lot of people bring discrimination on themselves by getting in people’s faces too much. They like to say: ‘Accept me or else!’ They go around demanding respect as a member of a group, instead of earning respect as an individual. And that sort of behavior invites discrimination. I’ve never demanded respect because I was gay, and I haven’t experienced much discrimination when people find out that I am."

"Hi, I’m a cis white dude. Turns out, I have a ton of cultural capital even though I’m gay. Whodathunk?”


People be calling cars and ships and America “she” but when a trans women asks for female pronouns people be like no 

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Welcome to The Neighborhood Of Unfriendly Black Hotties







Where we don’t tolerant shit, stay flawless and protect our own.




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