Overgrown
Overgrown
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and if any of you white people respond with “wait but I didn’t do that. that was in the past”
i need you to check your privilege
and then drink bleach if you think your hands aren’t dirty
They’re not.
Guilt doesn’t transfer from generation to generation. I am not magically accountable for something my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather MIGHT have done. Also;
>social justice blogger
>telling people to kill themselvesI love that there’s a blog called “this is white culture” that is solely devoted to bad things white people did, not their cultures at all. So I guess I can make a blog called “this is black culture” and post gang and crime records and that’s 100% okay. Or “this is Muslim culture” and make it all about terrorism.
But wait, you cry. Not all black people are criminals and not all Muslims are terrorists. That’s unfair! And racist!
WELL GOLLY GEE DO YOU THINK SO? Because saying that all white people are responsible for the Atlantic slave trade sounds pretty racist to me, given that, you know, that was between the African slaveholders and the British and Americans and had absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with my ancestors, who were incredibly poor farmers and serfs from Ireland and Lithuania who had to flee to America at around the turn of the century (by which time slavery had already been abolished in the US) because they were being treated like slaves. Even if they had been living in America at the time when slavery was legal they wouldn’t have been able to afford a slave; in fact they probably would have been working with them in the fields and treated about the same, since the first slaves in America were actually white serfs. But please, tell me more about how dirty my hands are because of circumstances surrounding my birth that I could not control and continue to treat me differently based on the color of my skin without actually knowing anything about my heritage, I’m sure that isn’t racist at all!

Last summer I worked on my college campus in the morning and was sooo bored in the evening. I’m working on campus again this summer, but I didn’t want to be bored, so I applied for a few jobs, hoping someone would take pity on my lack of experience. 
A couple days after I applied, Walmart calls me up, asking if I want to come in for an interview for a night stocking posistion. AND I GOT IT! I just got my nifty little Walmart uniform from Goodwill and start training tomorrow.

I’m going to be working a lot, between the on campus job and Walmart. So I’ll be working and contributing to society rather than laying on the couch all day. But that’s okay, because I’ll be getting work expereince and making money. And getting ready for times in my future (like Grad School, independent research, or children) when I’ll be too busy for fun things like the internet and sleeping. :D

Today, I went to pay my phone bill and this Verizon worker comes up to me. He’s cute, and nice and stuff and talking about speakers that are on sale. Then he commented on my wrist tattoo, talking about how he’s got one and we got them at the same place, etc. I don’t know if he was flirting, or just trying to sell me stuff. I meet cool retail people who are flirty-ish, but I can never figure out if they’re being nice, flirting, or just trying to make some commission. And because I’m trying to hold a conversation while at the same time trying to figure all this out and I am incapable of hiding my emotions, I probably throw them off with my facial expressions.

Admit it. You need me. We’re connected!
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kittens have their first sips of water [x]
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My little sister is getting made fun of at school because she’s adopted.
This is what she responded with “Well, my parents chose me. Your parents are stuck with you.”
The next time you feel down, just remember that Bruce Banner tried to kill himself and Tony Stark has anxiety attacks, and they’ve both saved the world. You will be okay.
View Larger Teen’s invention could charge your phone in 20 seconds
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Waiting hours for a cellphone to charge may become a thing of the past, thanks to an 18-year-old high-school student’s invention. She won a $50,000 prize Friday at an international science fair for creating an energy storage device that can be fully juiced in 20 to 30 seconds.
Everybody, remember this face.
Remember this name.
If this becomes a commonly used & highly lauded discovery, at some point a White guy is going to take credit, even if he has to word it like “Improved upon a previous…”
No no no
Fuck that guy.
Remember this brown girl.
Remeeeemmmmmberrrrr
View Larger SO THIS GUY IN MY ENGLISH IS DOING A PROJECT FOR BIO WHERE HE GETS A DUCKLING TO IMPRINT ON HIM SO HE JUST CARRIES IT AROUND WITH HIM TO ALL OF HIS CLASSES AND I SWEAR THIS DUCK IS THE MOST WELL BEHAVED FUCKING POULTRY IVE EVER SEEN IT JUST SITS ON HIS DESK QUIETLY AND SOMETIMES HE PUTS IT IN HIS POCKET AND IT JUST SLEEPS LIKE WOW YOU GO DUCKY
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Become a Winchester.
fuck you
(The last goodbye of Draco and Ginny.)Ginny had been waiting all week for Draco to find her. He did, eventually, on a rainy Saturday when he caught her heading out to the grounds to get some fresh air and placed his hand on her arm so that she turned around to look at him.
“I heard that you kissed Potter.” He didn’t sound angry, like she would have imagined; just very, very sad.
“He kissed me.” Ginny corrected, gently but firmly removing her arm from Draco’s grip. She refused to be held in place like a misbehaving child.
“That doesn’t make a difference.” Draco said, finally a bit of heat entering his voice as he ran his fingers through his pale hair and pinched the bridge of his nose. “You’ve been messing around with other people all year, Weasley, and I just-” He broke off for a long moment, taking a deep breath. He looked over at Ginny. “Do you even want to be with me anymore.
Slowly but deliberately, Ginny shook her head.
“Things are changing, Draco. I’m not the only one who’s been acting oddly this year.” She glanced, momentarily, at his forearm, but he didn’t seem to notice. “Harry, normality… that’s what I want.”
Draco nodded curtly. His jaw was clenched tightly, and Ginny had the wild, foolish thought that he looked like he was about to cry. Instead, however, he simply closed the gap between them and pulled her into a kiss.
She was too shocked and the kiss was too short to struggle or fight, a momentary bruising of her lips that only lasted the space of a heartbeat. It was exactly the kind of goodbye she would have expected from Draco.
After that, he strode away, wordlessly, down the corridor; leaving Ginny to brush her fingers over her lips and wonder over what she had just given up.