nation first love

this is for the native girls who were adopted. this is for the native girls who live on a reservation. this is for the lesbian native girls. this is for the trans native girls. this is for the light-skinned native girls. this is for the dark-skinned native girls. this is for the native girls who will never know they’re identity. this is for the native girls who can’t speak their native language. this is for the native girls that do speak their native language. this is for the fat native girls. this is for the skinny native girls. this is for the native girls who are uncomfortable in their own body & skin. this is for the native girls who are confident in their own body & skin. this is for the native girls who have health issues. this is for the native girls who have a mental illness. this is for the native girls who are bad at school. this is for all native girls. you matter & you deserve better.

  • Newt:TOMMY I'M GAY-
  • Thomas:
  • Newt:
  • Thomas:
  • Thomas:...Newt we're literally boyfriends.

Go to the iheart radio app on thursday morning and tune into 93.3 in Youngstown, Ohio at 10am or LIVE105 in San Francisco, California at 7am to hear “Bang Bang”.

Also if possible save the song and post it on Tumblr so that people who can’t tune into the radio can also hear the song.

Remember we’re all in the same boat, and we all want to hear Green Day’s new shit.

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Michelle Obama’s Speech at the Democratic National Convention 2016.

                                                                  This kiss                                                                    

I am writing you these few words, perhaps the last ones, one or two hours before we launch our attack. Our goal is to push the Germans back, at all cost, beyond the village of Fleury, far beyond Verdun.

Here’s an ardent kiss filled with all my soul and the power of my love, for you, my darling, with whom I’ve known only joy. I am leaving feeling comforted and confident now that I’ve spoken to your lovely soul.

I put you, our little children, Jean, Paul, and Bernard, and your future children, in the hands of God.

May your mother and my parents remember that your husband died for France, a name that means compassion, justice, and love

June 26, 1916 - Near Verdun - Translated from  the French -

Source: Histoire en Rafale

Losing It

She lost it laying on a bed
pretending she was road-kill
like an armadillo, dead.

She lost it to a boy playing
Jason Mraz on a mandolin.
Running hands up and
down her crawling skin.

chasing stories down rivers,
tipping wine glasses and
poisoning their livers,
like Huckleberry Finn.

He lost it to a girl he knew
like uncharted waters,
that he sailed on anyway.

He would call himself a cartographer
and say he was simply exploring
her untravelled territory.

She lost it bathing in sweat,
breathing into polyester sheets
seeking a bathroom.

She lost it to a boy who would
never fall for her – who she didn’t
want to – even if he could.

He lost it to a girl with numb hands,
who couldn’t have a conversation
without starting a fight.

Who he said looked cute in red sweaters,
who snuck out of his room
in the middle of the night.


We all lose it to a bed,
Coaxed into a coat closet
with the scarfs and leather coats.
We lose it like the tonsils
in the back of their throats.

It’s not what we give, it’s what we lose.
Where we put it – that’s the only thing
we have to choose.

-Kay

(Day five of NAPOWRIMO and just under the wire).

“JussieSmollett:There’s a bond between siblings that is unexplainable and I couldn’t imagine life without mine. In the last 365 days, we’ve welcomed a new baby into the family, lost a parent, shifted careers, marched against injustices, cried and laughed harder than ever before. Through it all we experienced and got through it as a unit. That’s what families do… And I have a pretty special one. Happy #NationalSiblingDay #FamilyFirst #Love“