Bby

bluecloverrabbitry on ig

I love this kind of people !!! Kind, honest, open, sincere, reliable, passionate about their business. Outstanding job documenting the love in that community. The world needs more Floyd’s.

i wish i could say “?????????????????” in real life. it would be very useful.

When Olivia said “allow me to reintroduce myself…” I gagged

I was on the couch clutching my pearls over this last night okay lmfao

i hate it when im speaking and people go: “HUUUUH???? ya hafta speak UP. sWeETEE—can’t hear YA! HAHAHA. like a lil mouse over hereHA.”

“I guess Gillette does irritate sensitive skin after all”

There’s no one more offended than a white man being told to be a good person.

a romantic scene in a book: our lips met and he tasted of cigarettes and coffee

me:

➸ was just reading a really good fic and was so into it, my mind was literally astral projecting the image of the words into like the ceiling, I was like—whoowee this is the ONE. then my eyes skimmed over “pink nipples” and I was like:

… *breathes slowly*— idk typically I just skip over that shit, but I was like wow, that really just … dismantled the whole story for me, coolcoolcool okok

Like fr, srsly. Look over your writing and genuinely decide who you’re writing it for. And then don’t call it an insert if the only thing you’re inserting is yourself or a particular version of ppl you’re looking for

when you’re trying to write and your last two functioning brain cells start yelling at each other

finding money in your pocket that u forgot about

ALL OF THIS

*my parents.

And my GREAT Grandma is still alive soooo……..

My GRANDMA

My FATHER went to a LEGALLY MANDATED segregated school until he was 8 and integration was then enforced. He was not legally allowed into a school or part of town with white people until he was almost ten

Many people forget black people couldn’t even vote until 1965. That’s not that long ago.

for the vast majority schools within the south, substantive de-segregation was completed only in like circa 1975. thats like fucking 20 years after Brown v. Board of education.

My father is 52 and he chopped cotton in Louisiana as a child until he was 11

Less than 65 years. King was murdered in 68, which was effectively the end of the movement and beginning of the Black Power era. My parents were both born in the 50s in the Jim Crow south, and remember it vividly. One of my mom’s friends was even killed at the 16th Street Baptist Church. People are delusional for acting like this was all so long ago.

There were schools in the U.S that still had segregated proms in 2012. Shit is still happening it’s not all in some distant past.

my fuckin dad was alive before black people could vote

my fucking husband could name three or four towns off the top of his head in his home state (ky) where being black after sundown is a capitol crime and will get you lynched. This shit is still going on. 

my friend: hey u ok

 me, in a depressive episode:

them: hello

 me, 8 days later: ahsjksk my bad yeah im fine!!! how are YOU tho??!!

Me: *at the grocery store, heading through the bakery toward the donuts because I really shouldn’t but damn it I’m an adult and I want a goddamn donut*

Cake department:

This is ALL I’m serving at my wedding. My guests should be grateful I’m feeding them at all. It’s MY day and no one should be paying attention to the food anyway.