The fifty shades of grey soundtrack is literally the best soundtrack ever.
It’s so beautiful and sexy and amazing and perfect all at the same time, like I literally love every song on the soundtrack and it goes with the movie perfectly.
I love it.
2014 was a really tumultuous year, but thanks to Bey, Nicki, and Azealia, I’m over here like “the world might hate me for being a Black girl, but I can’t hear them over the sound of Beyonce affirming that I woke up ***FLAWLESS.” Thanks to them, over the course of this past year, I have literally found it impossible to think of myself as less than flawless. Like, I’m over here vibing with all my woc, and I don’t compare myself to white girls anymore. Fuck a eurocentric beauty standard–do you know how HUGE that is? Some guy came at me like “you think you’re cute,” and without even thinking, I went “I am. bye.” AND YOU KNOW THAT DIDN’T COME FROM ANYWHERE BUT THE DAMN TRINITY. I’m feeling myself, and I don’t care what anyone says; this will continue to be the year of the black girl.