These Memorials Need To Exist- We Need To Be Uncomfortable

Reblog if you’re over 20 and still read/write fan fiction.

I’m curious!

If you're a damirae shipper, reblog this

Let's find out how many are out there

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

Bless my art

you can only reblog this today

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yo being black and depressed is hard as fuck. being black with anxiety is hard as fuck. being black with a chronic illness or disability is hard a fuck. everybody expects you to be ‘strong’ at all times and no one sees black people as complex or nuanced enough to be capable of suffering. no one ever thinks we could possibly need help. and if you’re a black woman, the moment you stop thinking about others and try to tend to yourself you’re a selfish lazy ungrateful bitch.

support black people, esp women, who need help. don’t just call us strong or tell us we’ll get through it, help us. protect us. uplift us. allow us to be beings capable of suffering. give us the same space you’d give white women to express our pain and be there for us like you would for anyone else. 

Holy hell people reblog this

Something white women overlook is just how much more often black women are sexually harassed than us. It didn't occur to me until an underclassman in high school asked me to walk her home because a man working construction on the street outside the school always harassed her whenever he saw her. I walked with her for maybe 10 minutes and GROWN ASS MEN yelled at her once a block! She was 14-15 to my 18, yet she got harassed more in one day than I do in a month. It really opened my eyes to how young black girls in particular are incredibly vulnerable in ways white girls usually aren't, because people see them as easier targets. And they are! A lot of people don't stand up for black girls the way they do white girls, even though black men and women were consistently the ones who looked out for me when I got sexually harassed as a child. The school administration did fuck all to help her or to get that creepy construction worker to stop until I got my dad to call in and yell at them about it. This poor girl would cry at the end of class because she was scared to walk home, in front of our teacher, but they did jack shit to keep her safe.

NATIVE AMERICANS ARE GOING MISSING

NATIVE AMERICANS ARE GOING MISSING

NATIVE AMERICANS ARE GOING MISSING

NATIVE AMERICANS ARE GOING MISSING

SIGNAL BOOST THE SHIT OUTTA THIS