sure, not all men, but a lot of men, and we have no way of knowing which ones
“sure, not all black people, but a lot of black people, and we have no way of knowing which ones.”
This is exactly how you sound.
“sure, not all muslims, but a lot of muslims, and we have no way of knowing which ones.”
lettuce consult the fbi data:
Of the 1,864 women murdered in 2010, 91% were killed by men. (by contrast, of the 3,872 men murdered, only 9% were killed by women). Of all the women murdered (by either sex), over a third were killed by a husband or boyfriend. women have legitimate reason to fear men, even the ones they know.
Of the 3,327 white people murdered in 2010, only 13% were killed by black people. 3% were killed by other or unknown races. white people do not have a statistically legitimate reason to fear other races.
women’s fear of men is based in reality, not bigotry. white people’s fear of other races is based in bigotry, not reality.
This deserves much more than 294 notes
Seventten Magazine July 1956, photo by Dan Wynn
ok can we agree that the WORST feeling is when you’re just sitting around consciously procrastinating and you’re just overly aware that each second that passes is more time wasted and you like watch hours pass and you’re STILL procrastinating and you CANT STOP and your panicked brain is trapped inside a body that refuses to be productive and inside you’re screaming but outwardly you’re just eating chips
Was just chilling and I suddenly remembered Harambe RIP bud
when will this happen to me
reblog in 30 seconds to have a sugar daddy appear in your life
Sugar daddies where you at. 👀
dark skinned girls wearing bright yellow/orange rb if u agree
‘ Spiky Leaf Seed ‘ Scanned and color altered plants at high resolution by Bob Bauer.
Anyways! Being mean for no reason is out, being kind for no reason is in
From a 1950s spook show advertisement.
Born in Texas in 1892, to parents of African-American and Native American descent, Bessie Coleman moved to Chicago at twenty-three and worked as a manicurist. Somehow, Coleman began listening to and reading stories about World War I pilots. She became fascinated. She tried to enter flying school in the United States, but none would admit her.
So she learned French, and moved to France in 1921, hoping to be admitted into less-racist flying schools there. Coleman was so determined to reach her goals that she learned a foreign language in her twenties, and moved across an ocean by herself. Wow. And it was all worth it: Coleman was able to earn her pilot’s license in France, in just seven months.
As the world’s first black civilian pilot – male or female – she was nicknamed “Queen Bess.” She returned to the United States and the same year she got her license, 1922, became the first African-American woman to fly a public flight in the United States. Queen Bess kept going, earning her living doing aerial shows and barnstormings; she specialized in stunt flying and parachuting. In 1926, at the age of thirty-four, she tragically fell to her death while rehearsing for an aerial show.
*sees life through a 70s dreamy filter*
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