The Forager

I haunt the horizons searching for purpose and meaning to keep me going.
Revel in the forage.
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Things Public School Kids Take Way Too Seriously

perksofbeingademigodtribute:

  • Jeopardy
  • Review Games
  • Kickball
  • Spirit Week

(via greatwhiteprivilege)

I forgot what I sent you

ancient snapchat proverb (via tentacoolaid)

(via fallinforparis)

politiciansandhiphop:

Richard Nixon & Zhou En-lai x Kendrick Lamar

politiciansandhiphop:

Richard Nixon & Zhou En-lai x Kendrick Lamar

geekygodmother:

Check out my fro…  Where nature meets art by Nuxuno Xan

geekygodmother:

Check out my fro…  Where nature meets art by Nuxuno Xan

(via natalieedgar)

scott-peterson:

white girls

(Source: pussylipgloss, via blueklectic)

(Source: icanread)

People want the rugged authenticity of being different without actually being punished for it — and I understand why they do it. I recognize the insecurity. Just a decade ago, my peers were flinging words like “terrorist” and “faggot” to me in the halls of our high school. Now I’m “trendy” and “fierce.” Either assessment rings lonely and desperate. How they are tremendously afraid of being insignificant. How the fantasy of race that they have projected on my body makes me have some mystic power they are jealous of. They are afraid of boring. They are afraid of being nothing. They are in a constant state of falling — grasping for all of the bindis, beards, dashikis, gauges that they hold on to to feel relevant. And what hurts the most is that when they do it, it magically becomes beautiful. It becomes a beard worth $8,500 and not a beard worth five bullets. When the white body wears our scars, they finally become beautiful.

Every brown boy has a story about the hair. Pluck it out of him. He’s used to it.

Alok Vaid-Menan, “To Body Mod Away from Browness & Back” (via thepeoplesrecord)