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boy: i love you me: that’s your buisness

Dear John (Green), You wrote an entire essay online about how groundbreaking it is for a teenage girl to kiss a teenage boy in a tragic movie about being white and pretty and dying. Meanwhile, the only times I see girls like me getting kissed on screen is when they’re being felt up by some old man in a tragic movie about being colored and poor and abused. Brown teenage girls do not get love stories like the movies, even though we are taught straight from the womb that we are no more than curves and wild fight that still shines in our eyes after the white boy kisses us in secret, after the white boy does not want to be seen with us in front of his friends. Because we’ll always bring drama and bitterness, with our loud voices and attitude, until we are finally broken on the night something is slipped into our drinks, or we’re evicted from our house, or we lose the basketball game, or a family member climbs on top of us, and wraps the silver screen around our bodies like butcher’s paper for the meat that we have been portrayed as since birth. No, we do not get Shakespeare quoted to us, instead we become the bitter narrative, the comfort to the suburban parent, thank goodness their little girl is the one with the “nice young man,” and not the one getting her teeth knocked out by the “thug”, and why does Hollywood only find colored girls palatable when they are hardened by the world, to the point where we see them as grown women? You want groundbreaking story telling? Write about a girl with brown skin who is so filled with joy, each one of her breaths is like tasting cinnamon, and she lightens even the darkest moments. Write about a hijabi girl, who is so empowered, that she can convince a generation of young women of every shade that we don’t need to kiss a boy first to feel in charge of ourselves. Write about a Latina girl, who is so in love with life that she tiptoes on the heads of her problems. Portray colored girls as soft, as naive, as quickly, as teenage girls in love, because we deserve a narrative as sweet as diverse and as powerful as we are.

Dear John Green, or, How Hollywood Told My Me I Would Never Find Love Like the Movies (via

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Wowowowowow. Beautiful. Awesome. YES.

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NiaraSterling

My BestFriend

is going through a dramatic cramping phase . but i'm the one on my period and i don't care about his problems :(

this makes me so happy

Dez CAUGHT THAT BALL

My dick is 7 inches long.

See? I can say irrelevant shit too.

what

somebody stop me

period. 

(a photo series shot by sisters rupi and prabh kaur.  art direction by rupi kaur.)

i bleed each month to help make humankind a possibility. my womb is home to the divine. a source of life for our species. whether i choose to create or not. but very few times it is seen that way. in older civilizations this blood was considered holy. in some it still is. but a majority of people. societies. and communities shun this natural process. some are more comfortable with the pornification of women. the sexualization of women. the violence and degradation of women than this. they cannot be bothered to express their disgust about all that. but will be angered and bothered by this. we menstruate and they see it as dirty. attention seeking. sick. a burden. as if this process is less natural than breathing. as if it is not a bridge between this universe and the last. as if this process is not love. labour. life. selfless and strikingly beautiful.