woah this just reminded me about the white ladies i did that apprenticeship with telling me to catch a falling leaf on the first day of fall

we dont have fall in the valley tho

woah this just reminded me about the white ladies i did that apprenticeship with telling me to catch a falling leaf on the first day of fall

we dont have fall in the valley tho

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desdeotromar:

desdeotromar:

friendly reminder that Cherrie Moraga hates trans people, so don’t build yr queer politics around her maybe (don’t reblog her shit uncritically)

credit where it’s due, though, i started reading into this after being prompted by some trans Latina friends on tumblr and esp. labrujamorgan’s article here (x)

whowhatwherewhen but why!!!! :(

(via brujacore)

hbcreative:

#FERGUSON

     I won’t soon forget the events that took place in #ferguson…will you?

(via regeneracion)

hikari-the-human:

my avocado don’t

(via mexicanthighs)

mangoestho:

YOHANNA GET THIS SHIT OFF MY DASH I AM SCREAMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

jesucristo ayudame porfis

mangoestho:

YOHANNA GET THIS SHIT OFF MY DASH I AM SCREAMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

jesucristo ayudame porfis

Her: We finish each other’s s-
Me: -ocial justice rants.

(via bbcacti)

k so i need to get my jarana (80 or more) get my dl (25 or more) register paulo for  4- h (about 20) and i think i owe geoff money but i don’t even have his number so how am i supose to worry about that beullll shit, i need to figure out how to get myself to alabama to drive back a free vehicle from my tia, but not till after i get my DL. which i need to use someone else’s vehicle for the test drive pero a ver quien me puedo ayudar con eso. pay for that trip by plane  preferably since all the driving. repairs before and during the trip, gas, maybe for someone to come and drive with me back, hotels, food and all that caca. oh did i mention they cut my hours?? and did i mention i still get paid minimum wage and now i hate my job? i am always wondering how am i ever supposed to like get my shit together and honestly most of the time i just try to not kill myself

whitegirlsaintshit:

I’m already on it

unamusedsloth:

Extreme Goat

unamusedsloth:

Extreme Goat

(via lil-usagi)

purethots:

I LITERALLY HATE OKCUPID STILL

A GUY I HOOKED UP WITH THAT I DELETED OFF FACEBOOK AND LIKE IGNORED WHEN I SAW HIM IN PUBLIC MSG’D ME AND IM LIKE NOOOO

He is taking a course on Marxist ideology.
He says, “The only real solution is to smash the system and start again.”
His thumb is caressing the most bourgeois copy of the communist manifesto that I have ever seen,
He bought it at Barnes and Noble for twenty-nine U.S. American dollars and ninety-nine cents,
Its hard cover shows a dark man with a scarved face
Waving a gigantic red flag against a fictional smoky background.
The matte finish is fucking gorgeous.
He wants to be congratulated for paying Harvard sixty thousand dollars
To teach him that the system is unfair.
He pulls his iPhone from his imported Marino wool jacket, and leaves.

What people can’t possibly tell from the footage on TV
Is that the water cannon feels like getting whipped with a burning switch.
Where I come from, they fill it with sewer water and hope that they get you in the face with your mouth open
So that the hepatitis will keep you in bed for the next protest.
What you can’t tell from Harvard square,
Is that when the tear gas bursts from nowhere to everywhere all at once,
It scrapes your insides like barbed wire, sawing at your lungs.
Tear gas is such a benign term for it,
If you have never breathed it in you would think it was a nostalgic experience.
What you can’t learn at Barnes and Noble,
Is that when they rush you, survival is to run,
I am never as fast as when the police are chasing me.
I know what happens to women in the holding cells down there and yet…
We still do it.

I inherited my communist manifesto,
It has no cover—
Because my mother ripped it off when she hid it in the dust jacket of “Don Quixote”
The day before the soldiers destroyed her apartment,
Looking for subversive propaganda.
She burned the cover, could not bring herself to burn the pages,
Hoped to God the soldiers couldn’t read,
They never found it.
So she was not killed for it, but her body bore the scars of the torture chamber,
For wanting her children to have a better life than she did,
Don’t talk to me about revolution.

I know what the price of smashing the system really is, my people already tried that.
The price of uprise is paid in blood,
And not Harvard blood.
The blood that ran through the streets of Santiago,
The blood thrown alive from Argentine helicopters into the Atlantic.

It is easy to say “revolution” from the comfort of a New England library.

It is easy to offer flesh to the cause,
When it is not yours to give.

Catalina Ferro, “Manifesto” (via dialecticsof)

I feel like people do need to remember that there is a very real, very painful, very human element to the word “revolution”.

(via nuanced-subversion)

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