Recorded on Jay-Z’s iPhone. No amped mic, no reverb. JUST Bey.
never forget this
oh my god.
I cry every time this pops up on my
sext: I wanna lay next to you forever until we start decomposing and leave our earthly bodies and braid our souls together and wander around the cosmos with u for infinity
They call me coffee cuz I grind so fine
They call me coffee I keep you up past 2 am
They call me coffee because I’m really bitter and most people don’t like me without changing some aspect of what I am
here to hug fog and fuck the void
*blows kiss up to the sky (for the aliens)*
4. Be careful what identities you claimIf you’re a cis dude who is only into women but you call yourself ‘queer’ because all your friends are queer and plus you kissed a guy once and also you feel more politically aligned with queer folks…rethink that. Consider how your privilege (and sense of entitlement) gives you access to claim identities even when your lived experience doesn’t support it. …
If anything, the crucial importance of #foodgentrification lies in the way it enables participants to expose a particular piece of economic inequality that operates with a glossy, do-gooder façade. It’s difficult to avoid feeling like you’re not complicit in systems of food insecurity after reading through the hashtag, and the questions that it raises are ones that we should have been asking ourselves a long time ago, well before it got to tofu, then acai, then kale, then collards.
Constantly disappointed in slim friends who label themselves humorously as “fat” or “obese” after eating one meal. Not only is it incredibly fatphobic, but it makes eating a toxic activity for fat friends to participate in around you.
I see people do this with hot chocolates all of the time