Gingers For Justice

I like people too much or not at all.

— Sylvia Plath   (via degeneratebeautyqueenss)

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blindjewwanderinginthedesert:

[Image Description: Five women (left to right: a Brown woman with braids, White or White passing woman with straight hair, a brown-skinned hijabi, a Black woman with afro-textured hair, and an Asian woman) all have on t-shirts with the word “Latina” written on it. Underneath them, the image says “LATIN@ IS AN ETHNICITY NOT A RACE.]

brujacore:

fuckyeahriotgrrrlsofcolor:

Based on this post

Latin@ is an ethnicity not a race

YES

Very appropriate given conversations/thoughts I’ve been having on race/ethnicity in general

Hell yes!

I am reblogging this because it is awesome but also because it makes me so incredibly happy to see things on tumblr that are already accessible  Woot, woot, gardeniasandgoldchains! Thank you for the image description.

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Things You Need To Do

1. Listen to Beyonce’s new single 

2. Listen to Kanye’s new single 

3. Think a lot 

4. Repeat

cokekitty:

OpenDyslexic is a free-to-use font that is designed to help those with dyslexia read better. The text is weighted, having a heavier bottom, which is thought to increase readability for dyslexic people. You can download it for free here.

I don’t have dyslexia myself, but in the event any of my followers do, I thought I’d share. Maybe it will help people.

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f0rgetme-asleep:

i aim to misbehave | via Tumblr on @weheartit.com - http://whrt.it/15UUkNp

                 Model Brittany Quinniece

           for Out of The Corner Online Boutique

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fyqueerlatinxs:

jensenacklessauce:

sometimes i take a step back and think about all of my identities. who could love me? who could love this queer/trans*/intersex brown fat femme scarred body? sometimes i think, that must be a challenge, so how could i expect someone to love me—all of me?

and then i take a step back. and i get uncomfortable and i challenge everything i have been taught about my body, everything that has been done to my body, everything every day that tells me i am wrong to exist as i am. and i unpack and i gradually, painfully unlearn.

and i realize that i already love myself. i love this body. every scar, stretch mark, bruise, and blemish. every soft and hard part. every delicate and strong thing about me. in small and big ways, every day i keep loving myself.

so… who could love me? i already do. and that’s exactly enough.

Beautiful

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