I am convinced that most people do not grow up…We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as magnolias.
— ― Maya Angelou, Letter to My Daughter (via niroja)
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elliemcgrathx:
love riri!!!
My biggest problem is that there is simply no creativity in movies with black casts at all. White people are 12 year old wizards, teens with crushes on vampires and werewolves, fighting blue people, talking fish and toys, and yet the best we get is a movie about the genteel south? Someone please make a movie about two black folks falling in love at a rock concert or a feature film about Storm from X-Men discovering her power, or something, ANYTHING, that goes beyond Black Pain (TM) / White Saviour (TM) movies. Sheesh.
— A commenter on “Why I’m Just Saying No to ‘The Help’” (via femburton)
(Source: atrapforfools, via epiphanyrose)
mstemptation:
I want you to pull my hair and tell me you need me,
I want you to bend me over a chair and tell me you want me,
I want you to caress my cheek and tell me you adore me,
I want you to laugh at my wit and tell me you admire me,
I want you to hold my hand and tell me you care about me,
I want you to listen to my secrets and tell me you know me,
I want you to whisper in my ear and tell me you love me.
(via differentisbeautiful12)
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