the things u find on tumblr

retrogasm:

Hmmm…

true blood froggy style!

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gangsta!

jaydashqueer:

dailydiggings:

Although she may have been one of the toughest women ever to work in a convent, ‘Black Mary’ had earned the respect and devotion of most of the residents of the pioneer community of Cascade, Montana, before she died in 1914. In fact, Mary Fields was widely beloved. She was admired and respected throughout the region for holding her own and living her own way in a world where the odds were stacked against her. In a time when African Americans and women of any race enjoyed little freedom anywhere in the world, Mary Fields enjoyed more freedom than most white men.

Fields dressed in the comfortable clothes of a man, including a wool cap and boots, and she wore a revolver strapped around her waist under her apron. At 200 pounds, she was said to be a match for any two men in Montana Territory. She had a standing bet that she could knock a man out with one punch, and she never lost a dime to anyone foolish enough to take her up on that bet. By order of the mayor, she was the only woman of reputable character in Cascade allowed to drink in the local bar, and while she enjoyed the privilege, she never drank to excess. She was often spotted smoking cigars in public, and she liked to argue politics with anyone.

I’ve had a poster of Stagecoach Mary up since college. #shero

i miss fresh fruits…

gastrogirl:

inner goddess detox salad.

ha! i memba!!!

imwithkanye:

Why 1999 Was The Best Year Ever | BuzzFeed

(For starters Diana Ross jiggled Lil Kim’s boob.)

huacakiwi:

erikah badu smaking shine

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be real, dont take credit

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My blog post for tonight is this pic. In two days, it would have been the annie of my last relationship. I do feel some way because I loved my ex very deeply. I just don’t think she knew it completely. And thats my fault for not giving more of myself. I am in mourning. It takes a lot to bury something you know there is still something present. It takes a lot to walk away and stay … away. Its heavy. I did it with my 1st gf. Sometimes, you are not the one. Sometimes, your time is up. With my current ex, I feel like my time is up. I had my time and now, its time to go. Move on with my life and let her move on with hers. 

There was a story she told me about a woman and a tiger. If I can recall the story, this woman would had some options of seeing a tiger eat the one she loves or would she rather she her lover move on with someone that makes them happy. 

6 months ago… I rather had the tiger chew up my ex. 

Now.. I just rather see her happy. I would rather the tiger eat me, then have to see her with a new love, but Im just emo like that. (ucantjudgeme) … all in all, I rather her happy with a good person and myself happy as well. 

Im living my life now. Im doing interesting things and meeting all kinds of people. I did things, I didn’t imagine myself doing, no less a year ago. I will always love my ex. plain and simple. Love her like Earthbound. Like rooted. Like a tree loves its home. And I know I will never love anyone the same why. Not saying I won’t love again, I will, I do. But its different every time. 

Good night… 

Song: Kevin Sandbloom - Blues for Bricktop

in honor of MJ, Im posting one of my fav song from the invincible album … RIP MJ … we miss u!

queennubian:

Mema said it! and that settles it!

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jodiefostersnipples:

dream woman

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myloveisaverb:

Let em know how to pronounce yo name, boo!

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fuckyeahtattoos:

Marilyn Monroe portrait by Chris Carter at Low Tide Tattoos in Jessup, MD!

ill shank u cuz!