I Dont Even Know Anymore

My ears. They are ringing.

are u gonna answer em

if you knew me in 7th grade I’m sorry

heart: randomly starts beating faster me: what is it what do you see

straight men really are on something else

Does this guy think that…women don’t have knees?

This is a strong competitor for cutest thing I’ve ever seen

That Guy™ in the class: So let me get one thing straight…

Everyone else, including the teacher:

About an hour ago, I was in Walmart looking for my conditioner because today is wash day for my hair. As I’m looking for my product, this older white lady approaches me and she says, “Excuse me, miss. Please don’t be offended by this.” And usually when white people tell me not to be offended, 9 times out of 10, whatever they are about to say is going to be offensive af.

Anyway, she follows it up with, “My husband and I just recently won our custody battle with our foster daughter and she means the world to us. She’s a beautiful African American girl and her hair looks a lot like yours. But I’m afraid because I don’t know what to do with her hair. It’s a lot different from mines and our other children and we are at a total lost. I’ve tried looking up the YouTube videos and my husband went to the braiding shops so they can teach him how to properly braid her hair, but he’s still pretty new and it will be a while before he gets used to it. Do you have any tips you can give me? If you don’t have the time, it’s okay, really! I just needed a little advice because I want her to look beautiful.”

Y’all. swear I almost started crying on aisle 6. So for the last 30 minutes, I spent my time talking to her and what products to use and how to properly detangle and comb her hair with the proper tools and what not to do with natural hair. And I showed her a bunch of easier to follow natural hair tutorials on YouTube and saved them for her. (I also had to create a YouTube account for her so she could save it for later.) but omfg, she was so sweet, and I could tell that she listened to every single thing I had to say and she took little notes on her little notepad.

And what really filled my heart was the fact that her husband actually taking classes from African braiding shops. And she showed me a picture of him wearing a little sweater vest and loafers in a little shop surrounded by beautiful black women showing him how to braid black hair and even the lady he’s braiding on is guiding his hands. And omfg. Bless these old white people and their black daughter who I know have new loving parents because they are willing to step out of their comfort zone just to make her feel and look beautiful.

I really hope our paths cross again one day, Mrs Cicilia. 💖💕

*my heart*

every time i sneeze my ribs starts aching 

(x)

If you were to vacuum up jello through a metal tube, well I think that’d be a neat noise 

i beg to differ 

Then Beg

(Via)

THIS MAKES ME UNBELIEVABLY HAPPY THE COW RECOGNISES ITS OWN KIND ON HIS SHIRT HE DERIVES PLEASURE FROM SEEING ANOTHER COW’S FACE

@ the water that drips down my arms when i wash my face and makes a big ass mess: fuckin fight me

reasons I’m still on this hellsite:

1) nowhere else I could find posts this specifically relatable

i always look sleep deprived is that hot

Birth Certificates are just receipts for human beings.

how and where can i return myself

wow this is depressing guys

academic success is not the most important thing in my life, i tell myself as i’m having a breakdown because of academic success, the most important thing in my life

so apparently sleeping doesn’t make your problems go away. I woke up and everything still sucked. shocked and upset

Why is it when something happens, it’s always you three?  Believe me, professor, I’ve been asking myself the same question for six years.