No New Friends?
Sometimes I don’t think that people really understand me.
My need for quiet and space is often misconstrued as me being insensitive, unwelcoming or standoffish. Maybe it’s silly of me to wonder why others feel the need to judge my distance.
They are entitled to those feelings, right?
Some days I just don’t want to talk, other days I just need “me time” and I wish people really understood like they say they do. Instead, I am accused of being inconsistent, unavailable and hard to reach.
The ones closest to me understand that I may disappear for a few days but I always return. Maybe this is why I don’t invite newbies into my space, they don’t get it and are easily insulted.
I feel like I am all over the place sometimes and need to regroup without people, likes, retweets and reblogs.
In all honesty I am just being me and in reality being myself isn’t for the world to necessarily ”get.”
I like people.
I need people.
…but sometimes I don’t and that should be respected.
Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll around an art museum alone. Fall in love with canvases. Fall in love with yourself.
written by (via eelum)
How come the human race is not progressing as fast as technology has? Yeah, we’re gonna be living on the moon, but there’s still gonna be racists. So, in the end, are we really winning?
Lil B (via moltzat)
He is coming to my school tonight and I can’t see him cause you have to get there like 3 hours before to get in sidghkdghiufngidu ugh
Lil B is coming here tonight. I repeat: Lil B is coming to my school tonight.
Though [interractial] relationships don’t bother me, I am often dismayed by how little non-black women with black partners care to know about the realities of life as a Black person in the world. Their Black significant others never seem to get around to that, particular, discussion, and it emboldens them in their claims to post-racialism.
Far too often non-black women with a Black significant other proudly claim “they don’t see race” or “race doesn’t matter.” Worse yet they’ll claim expertise on the Black experience because they birthed a child of color much the way Ellen Pompeo of “Grey’s Anatomy” did on The View a couple of years back. Pompeo went on to rail against “segregated” black instituions like the NAACP and HBCUs. Ironically, these comments only reveal the combined ignorance and privilege of the woman saying them.
Black people didn’t build institutions centered around our blackness for fun. We don’t press racial conversations for attention. We do it because they’re imperative to addressing systemic discrimination. I’ve found that those who profess the greatest “color-blindness” are often the first to take advantage of the spoils of whiteness.
written by Kimberly N. Foster, Your Children Will See Color and There’s Nothing You Can Do About It for For Harriet. Check out this blog/site — you won’t regret it. Really excellent writing. (via kasuchi)