humansofnewyork:

"I’m bringing leaves to my friend!"

humansofnewyork:

"I’m bringing leaves to my friend!"

Brown girl, brown girl, turn your shit down. 
You know America don’t wanna hear your sound.

(Source: sunuh)

simena:

WILSON CHU

simena:

WILSON CHU

afrique-du-nord:

Marrakech, Morocco

Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.

Alice Walker (Living By The Word)
yourfavmoroccan:

khaledcantfly:

bruh

BRUH

peperomint:

me: *eating microwaved ramen noodles and watching kitchen nightmares* cannot believe this asshole didnt use fresh chicken in his paella, unbelievable

qtav:

Reflections of a sky… by J a n _ 1 9 6 2

qtav:

Reflections of a sky… by J a n _ 1 9 6 2

(Source: qtav)

collectivecadaver:

white people will never make sense. 

collectivecadaver:

white people will never make sense. 

vadime:

School in a Russian prison

vadime:

School in a Russian prison

progressiveresistance:

benpaddon:

The phrase “words to live by” gets thrown around often these days, but these are absolutely words to live by.

This reminds so much of something my mom would say/has said that I have to reblog it.

(Source: c-mines)

sarxj:

I’m a cup of tea,  And she’s a piece of sugar. Nobody melts her but me,  And I don’t get sweeter unless by my piece of sugar.

sarxj:

I’m a cup of tea,
And she’s a piece of sugar.
Nobody melts her but me,
And I don’t get sweeter unless by my piece of sugar.

lostinurbanism:

Tony Allen, Go Back featuring Damon Albarn

(Source: waskgr)