Today in Solidarity (9.27.14): The Lost Voices campground since Mike Brown’s murder was ransacked by police… so petty. #staywoke #farfromover

Don’t know who the Lost Voices are yet? They’re the youth brigade on the frontlines of Ferguson, leading the fight for justice for Mike Brown. (Many of those tweets you see on my posts are from LV.) Yesterday, their campsite was raided without notice. These young leaders have been under constant attack from police since protests began, but yesterday was a clear intimidation move. Well guess what— Lost Voices will not be intimidated or stopped.  Please make sure you’re showing them your love and support. Consider donating to their efforts today. 

do you remember the first time you were called annoying?
how your breath stopped short in your chest
the way the light drained from your eyes, though you knew your cheeks were ablaze
the way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tongue.
your eyes never left the floor that day.
you were 13.

you’re 20 now, and i still see the light fade from your eyes when you talk about your interests for “too long,”
apologies littering every other sentence,
words trailing off a cliff you haven’t jumped from in 7 years.
i could listen to you forever, though i know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious.
all i want you to know is that you deserve to be heard
for 3 minutes
for 10 minutes
for 2 hours

there will be people who cannot handle your grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart;
mostly because they can’t handle their own.

but you will never be
and have never been
“too much.”

"this started as something completely different, but everything comes back to you, doesn’t it?" - tyler ford (via sarahcosima)


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I’m watching the news report and updates on my Facebook news feed of my dear friends’ red, irritated eyes, scraped limbs, and honestly I’m terrified out of my mind for the students (and many others) who are acting as peaceful protestors in the Hong Kong civil disobedience movement. Their fight for democracy is in turn being responded to by police where we are now watching our own people being carried away on medical stretchers.

Police have repeatedly used pepper spray, tear gas was used to scatter the unarmed protestors, people have reported to have had their heads slammed into walls, and now they’re bringing out the tanks and guns, threatening to shoot people who refuse to leave the area. Much of the media is being skewed to make it look like the students are acting in violence towards the government and the police rather than the other way round.

Please show them your support by signing this petition and sending them your utmost prayers for their safety. I’d rather not see a repeat of the Tiananmen Massacre, especially in the city I call home. 

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Can’t stop, won’t stop: Protesters in Ferguson rally again, seeking justice for Mike Brown. More than a month and a half after his death, his killer, Darren Wilson, is still a free man. (Pt 2) 

Because it wouldn’t be a protest in Ferguson without fuckery from the police. A driver plowed his car through protesters, grazing several and running over a young boys foot. Beyond taking several hours to transport the boy to the hospital, they took even longer to arrest the motorist. Who did they not wait long to arrest? Two of the protesters who had been documenting the altercation for the world to see. If you’re not angry, you’re not paying attention. #staywoke #farfromover #nojusticenopeace

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People get mad when you treat them how they treat you.


This is the most accurate thing I’ve ever seen in my ENTIRE LIFE

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coming out of the closet? no. i’m coming out of my cage and i’ve been doing just fine gotta gotta be down because i want it all

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It’s cominggggg

It’s cominggggg

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Reading well and reading often is one of the great pleasures that solitude can afford you.

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Clouds Across the Moon by Raino Brandmo