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Mary J. Blige - I Don’t Want to Do Anything (feat. K-Ci Hailey of Jodeci)
Thanks For Brown Girls.
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if this video is not spread, this woman will die.if this video is spread, there is a chance justice shall be served.
PLEASE WATCH THIS AND SHARE IF YOU CARE ABOUT YOUR COUNTRY. Do you know all those ads on TV telling you the Gulf Coast is safe? Do you know those BP commercials telling you they care about their employees, that they’ve cleaned up the spill? Well, here’s a video of a woman who was a one of the thousands of clean-up crew members…
Her body is now degenerating rapidly. She’s lost feeling in her right arm, and severe neurological/nerve damage is starting to cause uncontrollable facial twitching. Her fellow clean-up crew friends are dying. This is heartbreaking and will make you sick to your stomach, but we all need to demand the media and government and BP acknowledge the true horror of this situation. This is your opportunity to use the Internet (and Tumblr) to impact the world. Look at the Middle-East, and think how much more powerful we as Internet-users are in America because of our guaranteed access to these digital tools.
If EVERY person on Tumblr who saw this (yes, you) reblogged and posted it on facebook, it will become a huge, national news story.
This is not a “I should reblog because I’ll feel bad if I don’t” sort of thing. This is a serious fucking reblog and I swear to god if none of you reblog it I am going on an unfollowing spree. I don’t care how many followers I fucking lose. She says in the video “They’re gonna let us die.” And she’s right. They are just letting them die. I am so fucking sick of this government and secrets and everything. Fucking reblog.
rjldfdh i saw this a while ago, this is so horrible.
this is so awful
everyone deserves the medical treatment needed to save their lives, the fact that she has kids and she knows she’s going to die because people are to bone idol to help the people who helped them, it’s vile
Just reblog this.
I couldn’t agree more. She deserves the fucking care she needs so she can live. She’s a hero. Please reblog this.
EVERYONE should reblog this.
I don’t usually do this, but… just reblog. Please.
I will forever reblog this cause people need to fucking know how grimy this government is with shit like this .
it only takes two seconds to reblog guys, c’mon. It won’t hurt you as much as its hurting her
spread the word. stop keeping secrets.
this is so fucking ridiculous. wow. almost cried. :/
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Where do we get our ideas of sexual fragility? I might know the answer to that, but I wonder why we all believe it without pause. Why are women assumed to be so sexually unstable as to be blown to bits by even one unpleasant encounter? The mind is strong. It doesn’t have to be cowed by an ugly touch. Why would this ruin me? How can minutes or even hours of bad sex compare to something like the loss of a loved one? Why don’t we talk as seriously and as often about the damage done by heartbreak? This is just a body. No, not ‘just’—’just’ isn’t fair. It’s a miraculous body but it is temporal and it is not ultimate and it is capable of healing, capable of forgetting.
How beautiful is she:)
NIN-Closer

My imagination is my motivation
For all of the things that I want already exists there
All that I am and all that I want to be
All that I need and all that I hope to see
I’ll follow the brightest star on the way to my dreams
And learn from my heart what love really means
For all of the heartbreak, morose and despair
Taught me that life isn’t always fair
Tomorrow isn’t promised but if God wills it
I’ll raise in the morning with Gods unseen gifts
Bathed in its beauty and healed by its light
My heart in sync, my eyes filled with sight
Learning’s the reason for all of the pain
Tears cleanse the soul, such beautiful rain
My heart no longer icy, no longer made of stone
I’m happy within the Lord; I’ve made my way home