August 28, 2014


All these problems 
pulling people apart… 
All this uneasiness 
about what is to come—

That’s always the world. 
Not to belittle just causes, 
but that’s always the world. 

There’s none of that here 
between my lips, between 
my legs, within my body… 

Here, everything is ours 
and we all get along. 
Here, the future is written 
by desire instead of fate.

All these problems
pulling people apart…
All this uneasiness
about what is to come—

That’s always the world.
Not to belittle just causes,
but that’s always the world.

There’s none of that here
between my lips, between
my legs, within my body…

Here, everything is ours
and we all get along.
Here, the future is written
by desire instead of fate.

(Source: the-thousand-synonyms-of-love)

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classicladiesofcolor:


Anna May Wong's Certificate of Identity, August 18, 1924, National Archives at San Francisco.

She was born Wong Liu Tsong in 1905 in Los Angeles to a Cantonese-American family that had lived in America since at least 1855. However, being an American didn’t matter in a time when people of Chinese descent were being heavily legislated against. Beginning in 1909, any people of Chinese descent entering or residing in the US, regardless of the country of their birth, had to carry a Certificate of Identity with them at all times. Even at the peak of her fame, Wong still had to carry papers like the one above to prove she was allowed to be here. Read the rest of the article.

classicladiesofcolor:

Anna May Wong's Certificate of Identity, August 18, 1924, National Archives at San Francisco.

She was born Wong Liu Tsong in 1905 in Los Angeles to a Cantonese-American family that had lived in America since at least 1855. However, being an American didn’t matter in a time when people of Chinese descent were being heavily legislated against. Beginning in 1909, any people of Chinese descent entering or residing in the US, regardless of the country of their birth, had to carry a Certificate of Identity with them at all times. Even at the peak of her fame, Wong still had to carry papers like the one above to prove she was allowed to be here. Read the rest of the article.

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aratherreclusiverabbit:

I’ve been talking feminism and thinking of giving up on being pretty and learning body acceptance. I can’t say this was a 100% conscious decision; my ‘relapse’ has been intense and ongoing for a good sum of the last months, and I was having a bit of a mental breakdown when I chopped off the first half, but the decision also stems from how much backlash African women get from wearing their hair naturally. I mean, we grow up being offered all these products and treatments that indirectly suggest that something is wrong with our natural hair. And they definitely make our unruly hair pretty, but I’m so done, and I mean so fucking done with ‘pretty’, and I still find natural, puffy curls to be the most adorable accessory on a scalp.
I’ve always thought of acceptance as fully accepting, embracing and loving the person you are. I am not my hair, but this hair is me. The woman at the salon cut out all the treated hair and only left my roots, so right now, all that’s left is what I stemmed from. I’m quite curious to see what grows from it. Fingers crossed it’s a bushy mane to go with my untameable

aratherreclusiverabbit:

I’ve been talking feminism and thinking of giving up on being pretty and learning body acceptance. I can’t say this was a 100% conscious decision; my ‘relapse’ has been intense and ongoing for a good sum of the last months, and I was having a bit of a mental breakdown when I chopped off the first half, but the decision also stems from how much backlash African women get from wearing their hair naturally. I mean, we grow up being offered all these products and treatments that indirectly suggest that something is wrong with our natural hair. And they definitely make our unruly hair pretty, but I’m so done, and I mean so fucking done with ‘pretty’, and I still find natural, puffy curls to be the most adorable accessory on a scalp.

I’ve always thought of acceptance as fully accepting, embracing and loving the person you are. I am not my hair, but this hair is me. The woman at the salon cut out all the treated hair and only left my roots, so right now, all that’s left is what I stemmed from. I’m quite curious to see what grows from it. Fingers crossed it’s a bushy mane to go with my untameable

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quentindebriey:

steffy at home rue de saintonge

quentindebriey:

steffy at home rue de saintonge

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A pretty sight, a lady with a book.

Shirley Jackson, We Have Always Lived in the Castle (via penniesinmyloafers)

(Source: falling-inlove-with-books)

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Let it come, the night—
I can take it all, right now,
and burn it to the ground
and you beneath it.
I will love you into ash
and make the sunrise red.

Peregrine

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m-as-tu-vu:

BaLcon de JuLiette..*

m-as-tu-vu:

BaLcon de JuLiette..*

(Source: slaveofyourpassions)

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