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A Queer, Femme, Feminist, Trinidadian, Curly-Haired, Brown Skin, Cat Loving, Bad-Pun-Making Blog.
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ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ don’t

stop ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ me

cause iiii’m

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ havin a gooD TIME ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ HAVIN A GOOD TIIIIIIIME ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ


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From feeling we grow

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Cats Being Cats

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Do not let your eyes slide away from those of the stranger across from you on the bus. Let them linger. Let them wonder about your life, your moods. About your Wednesday afternoons and Saturday mornings. Do not shrink in on yourself while you sit. Do not shift your arm away from the stranger next to you. Let your knees graze. Let your shoulders bump. Let them feel your warmth, sense your pulse.

Do not shy away from human things.

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Last Night in Ferguson (10.21.14): A state senator was arrested (and mama may have been legally packing), one of the lead organizers, nettaaaaaaaa, was roughed up by police, and one of the main sources of footage/live feeds, Rebel Z, was detained in what seems to have been an intimidation and straight up harassment tactic. The police are out of control, and it’s only getting worse. If you think this is over, you need to look again. #staywoke #farfromover

Ferguson is still happening. Are you still paying attention?

Tune into Z’s UStream tonight to watch developments live. 

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a free link to the complete DSM-5

please reblog so that all mentally ill people who want to learn more about the criteria used to diagnose them can

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My eldest daughter, Suldana, is in love with another woman. She is eighteen and she spends her days working at our kiosk selling milk and eggs, and at night she sneaks out and goes down to the beach to see her lover. She crawls back into bed at dawn, smelling of sea and salt and perfume. Suldana is beautiful and she wraps this beauty around herself like a shawl of stars. When she smiles her dimples deepen and you can’t help but be charmed. When she walks down the street men stare and whistle and ache. But they cannot have her. Every day marriage proposals arrive with offers of high dowries but I wave them away. We never talk about these things like mothers and daughters should; but I respect her privacy and I allow her to live.
Diriye Osman, “Fairytales For Lost Children.” (via ashgureey)

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why do cats like to stand in things so much omg

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