Lady Fiend.

Sep 21

casualblessings:

May you find relief from the bad memories of your past that make you feel unworthy

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Sep 20

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“And there it is. A nearly all-white crowd chanting to a nearly all-black crowd, “Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!” Contemporary racism encapsulated by an attempt to package it as support for the police, exposed by calls to shoot black men.

There are no words.” —

Ferguson protesters chanted, “Hands up, don’t shoot!” Darren Wilson supporters replied, “Shoot!” (via brutereason)

reasons black people just can’t get over it.

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Anonymous said: five ways to fall in love with a city

notbecauseofvictories:

Chicago: A Love Letter In Five Parts

preface. the junk stood up into skyscrapers and asked:
Who am I? Am I a city?

1. Chicago grows up out of land flat as an act of God; it looms, gleaming up out of the rusting teeth of Gary’s steel mills, split level suburbs that give way to cornfields. An accident of hubris and will, crouching upon many waters.

2. In the summer, the city smells of skin and sweat and metal, stultifying  heat where the wind can’t reach. The winter is bitter cold, the metal under your tongue. The sky is all other times, grey.

3. Prior to 1900, the fetid, polluted Chicago River flowed out into Lake Michigan, which supplied Chicago’s drinking water. Rather than stop dumping their waste into the river, the city chose to reverse the river entirely through a system of locks, and send their sewage across the Illinois floodplain to Saint Louis.

When Saint Louis threatened to take out an injunction on the project, the Sanitary District of Chicago did not stop work—but ordered the new canal lock be opened the day before the injunction went into effect.

This is the most Chicago story you will hear, except perhaps for how during Prohibition, Al Capone ran a speakeasy at the top of 35 East Wacker. It was one of the mayor’s favorite retreats.

Chicago has always taken a certain pride in being crooked (coarse and strong and cunning)

interlude. The metaphors for Chicago are all unlovely—broken noses and heavy-shouldered laughter, cagework smiles and coalsmoke hair. In metaphor, Chicago is skin-stitched scars and wicked, shifting, junkheap given name. Iron born of fire and hands to the making.

4. Chicago is divided by rivers and then again by less visible battle lines—class and culture and color, scored deeply into its streets and the shifting geography of its neighborhoods. Chicago loves its own crooked, daring myth, but even a city feels shame.

5. There is a stillness you can find only in the heart of the loop at ten-thirty at night, when the passersby lower their voices as though suddenly stepping into a cathedral. The only sound is a dim humming of streetlamp daylight and the quiet whisk of taxis, occasional strains of saxophone drifting up from an underground El station.

The city is not sleeping, so much as you have caught it between heartbeats.

coda.
Come clean with me, come clean or dirty,

I am stone and steel of your sleeping numbers;
I remember all you forget.
I will die as many times
as you make me over again.

(the windy city, sandburg)

Sep 19

There Are Just So Many Things Wrong With the New York Times’ Shonda Rhimes Article -

helveticafutura:

Margaret Lyons’ takedown of that NYT article is magnificent and you all need to read it. I’d post my favorite quotes/responses, but then I’d end up posting most of the article verbatim.

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whether-which:

charmcore:

No Flex Zone
Yes Hex Zone

#hexes before flexes

whether-which:

charmcore:

No Flex Zone

Yes Hex Zone

#hexes before flexes

msenjoli:

STOP I HAVE TO HAVE THIS SKULL DISCO BALL

msenjoli:

STOP I HAVE TO HAVE THIS SKULL DISCO BALL

Sep 17

kemeticballbuster:

*stays in my lane*

*puts blinker on*

*gracefully merges with your lane*

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“When people say ‘This is my baby,’ they don’t always mean a baby. Sometimes they mean a dog.” — A Somali student, on what has surprised her most about the United States. (via africandogontheprairie)

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softbutchhardfemmefatale:

regram @notalexus My

these tattoos were boss as hell honestly,

softbutchhardfemmefatale:

regram @notalexus
My

these tattoos were boss as hell honestly,