Yvette Nicole Brown Responds to the NY Times’s portrayal of Shonda Rhimes as an “Angry Black Woman”
I didn’t even see Yvette’s tweets..But yeah. This happened and Black twitter went in.
that racist bitch had the nerve to put the phrase “less classically beautiful” together, like we wouldn’t know what that meant.
I couldn’t even read it. I read the first two sentences and couldn’t continue. It was awful.
Lucy Liu & Idris Elba at HBO’s Emmys After Party (Aug 25)
you guys should stop making me want to watch new tv shows i’m supposed to live a life
dont hate the player, hate the controller, this shit is broken i swear to god i jumped bro
when i look at myself in the mirror i feel like one of those really detailed spongebob paintings
i blog as fast as possible for a short time then i vanish
Can’t stop, won’t stop: Protesters in Ferguson rally again, seeking justice for Mike Brown. More than a month and a half after his death, his killer, Darren Wilson, is still a free man. (Pt 2)
Because it wouldn’t be a protest in Ferguson without fuckery from the police. A driver plowed his car through protesters, grazing several and running over a young boys foot. Beyond taking several hours to transport the boy to the hospital, they took even longer to arrest the motorist. Who did they not wait long to arrest? Two of the protesters who had been documenting the altercation for the world to see. If you’re not angry, you’re not paying attention. #staywoke #farfromover #nojusticenopeace
more embroidered bread
why the fuck would you embroider bread
TV MEME REVISITED; 9 FAVOURITE LADIES
My Mom used to sing to me, I don’t think I’ve ever told anyone that before, it was like our little secret. But every night she’d come in and she’d tuck me in and she’d sing something, like lullaby’s or album rock stuff. And after she was gone I remember lying in bed for the first time and just feeling silence, you know. Then realizing for the rest of my life that it was gone, all her songs were gone, her voice and the way it used to soothe me, just all of it. So I guess I tried to find new songs to fill that quiet, but none of them ever really have. Now she’s gone and Mia’s gone… and Luke is gone. There’s just silence…There’s just silence. I come in here and I sit in silence and hear the echoes of who we used to be. And so I wish for patience, and grace, and strength to just let him be happy. Mostly I pray for the strength to not make his life worse because of what I want. That’s the toughest part, letting go, you know? That’s the part of grace that really sucks.