If no one talks about it then no one will care

And if no one cares, there won’t be change

#BringBackOurGirls

Boko Haram terrorist group is forcing the captured 200+ schoolgirls and using them as suicide bombers in THEIR OWN HOMETOWN. These girls are suffering and have no voice. Their families are worried and dying. The Nigerian government is completely corrupt. There are DAILY BOMBINGS. Everyday a child loses his/her parent and vice versa; You see your spouse off to work and they never come back; You’re shopping at the mall and next thing there’s an explosion.

Something needs to be done before the entire country is wiped out, and it is too late.

2014

thatnaturalflowtho:

Gaza massacre
200+ missing Nigerian girls still missing
Failing aircrafts
Police brutality
Various corrupt governments
Lack of POC in Exodus movie
Being murdered for rejecting a boy
“If she’s 5, I’m 5 too”
Iggy


Its time for Jesus to come back and deliver me from this world

Can’t forget : Waterless Detroit

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poundsplussense:


What inspired you to make Brenda’s Got A Baby?
"I was reading the New York Post when I was doing the movie Juice and it was this story - it started out to be this big story about this family who died because they didn’t have heat and they left the gas on. Everybody died except for this girl who moved in with her cousin. (Second cousin.) She started dating her second cousin. He got her pregnant. Nobody knew that she was pregnant, and I was like "dag!" And it was over a week, but the story kept getting smaller and smaller and smaller. And I was like, "This is very important. More important than Juice, to me! It was a bigger story than Juice!
And right now, nobody talks about that. No young black male… No black males talk about black females like we should. We need to take more responsibilities for our sisters because if we don’t, who will? Because if you look at it now, black females are held lower of the totem pole than anybody." (1992)

Tupac Was Trying To Teach Us Something.. But Some Will Never Really Get It

Reblogging again because I’m sure there’s still someone who needs this message …. Strike that I know.

chocolategoddessss:

poundsplussense:

What inspired you to make Brenda’s Got A Baby?

"I was reading the New York Post when I was doing the movie Juice and it was this story - it started out to be this big story about this family who died because they didn’t have heat and they left the gas on. Everybody died except for this girl who moved in with her cousin. (Second cousin.) She started dating her second cousin. He got her pregnant. Nobody knew that she was pregnant, and I was like "dag!" And it was over a week, but the story kept getting smaller and smaller and smaller. And I was like, "This is very important. More important than Juice, to me! It was a bigger story than Juice!

And right now, nobody talks about that. No young black male… No black males talk about black females like we should. We need to take more responsibilities for our sisters because if we don’t, who will? Because if you look at it now, black females are held lower of the totem pole than anybody." (1992)

Tupac Was Trying To Teach Us Something.. But Some Will Never Really Get It

Reblogging again because I’m sure there’s still someone who needs this message …. Strike that I know.

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"

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is eight years old, she’s got pink cheeks that her grandmother calls chubby. She wants a second cookie but her aunt says “you’ll get huge if you keep eating.” She wants a dress and the woman in the changing room says “she’ll probably need a large in that.” She wants to have dessert and her waiter says “After all that dinner you just had? You must be really hungry!” and her parents laugh.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is eleven and she is picked second-to-last in gym class. She watches a cartoon and sees that everyone who is annoying is drawn with a big wide body, all sweaty and panting. At night she dreams she is swelling like the ocean over seabeds. When she wakes up, she skips school.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is thirteen and her friends are stick-thin ballerinas with valleys between their hipbones. She is instead developing the wide curves of her mother. She says she is thick but her friends argue that she’s “muscular” and for some reason this hurts worse than just admitting that she jiggles when she walks and she’ll never be a dancer. Eating seconds of anything feels like she’s breaking some unspoken rule. The word “indulgent” starts to go along with “food.”

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is fourteen and she has stopped drinking soda and juice because they bloat you. She always takes the stairs. She fidgets when she has to sit still. Whenever she goes out for ice cream, she leaves half at the bottom - but someone else always leaves more and she feels like she’s falling. She pretends to like salad more than she does. She feels eyes burrowing through her body while she eats lunch. Kate Moss tells her nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, but she just feels like she is wilting.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is fifteen the first time her father says “you’re getting gaunt.” She rolls her eyes. She eats one meal a day but thinks she stays the same size. Every time she picks up a brownie she thinks of the people she sees on t.v. and every time she has cake, she thinks of the one million magazine articles on restricting calories. She used to have no idea a flat stomach was supposed to be beautiful until she saw advice on how to achieve it. She cuts back on everything. She controls. They tell her she’s getting too thin but she doesn’t believe it.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is sixteen and tearing herself into shreds in order for a thigh gap big enough to hush the screams in her head. She doesn’t “indulge,” ever. She can’t go out with friends, they expect her to eat. She damns her sweet tooth directly to hell. It’s coffee for breakfast and tea for lunch and if there’s dance that evening, two cups of water and then maybe an apple. She lies all the time until she thinks the words will rot her teeth. She dreams about food when she sleeps. Her aunt begs her to eat anything, even just a small cookie. They say, “One bite won’t make you fat, will it, darling?”

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is seventeen and too sick to go to prom because she can’t stand up for very long. She thinks she wouldn’t look good in a dress anyway. Her nails are blue and not because they are painted. Her hair is too thin to do anything with. She’s tired all the time and always distracted. She once absently mentions the caloric value of grapes to the boy she is with and he looks at her like she’s gone insane and in that moment she realizes most people don’t have numbers constantly scrolling in their heads. She swallows hard and tries to figure out where it all went wrong, why more than a granola bar for a meal makes her feel sick, why she tastes disease and courts with death. She misses sleep. She misses being able to dream. She misses being herself instead of just being empty.

A FAT LITTLE GIRL
is twenty and writes poetry and is a healthy weight and still fights down the voices every single day. She puts food in her mouth and sometimes cries about it but more and more often feels good, feels balanced. Her cheeks are pink and they are chubby and soft and no longer growing slight fur. Her hair is long and it is beautiful. She still picks herself apart in the mirror, but she’s starting to get better about it. She wears the dress she likes even if it only fits her in a large and she doesn’t feel like a failure for it. She is falling in love with the fat on her hips.

She is eating out with friends and not worrying about finding the lowest calorie item on the menu when she hears a mother tell her four year old daughter “You can’t have ice cream, we just had dinner.
You don’t want to end up as a fat little girl.”

"
- Why do we constantly do this to our children? /// r.i.d  (via lilyskinned)

This speaks to me on so many levels

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frankbainimarama:

Beyoncé drags your fave.

REMEMBER THAT POST SAYING BEYONCÉ’S KINK IS DISRESPECTING WHITE WOMEN

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