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shy. 

visuals accompanied by moonchild’s ‘be free.’

Frank Ocean | Wiseman

“Frank Ocean wrote a fantastic ballad that was truly lovely and poetic in every way, there just wasn’t a scene for it. I could have thrown it in quickly just to have it, but that’s not why he wrote it and not his intention. So I didn’t want to cheapen his effort. But, the song is fantastic, and when Frank decides to unleash it on the public, they’ll realize it then.”

— Quentin Tarantino explaining why he didn’t use the song in “Django Unchained.”

oceaans-eyes:

Do that thing that warms your soul. That thing that feels natural. That thing that you always find yourself returning to. Do that thing that makes you happy. Do it for you.

oceaans-eyes:

lol & she still makes the best facial expressions

oceaans-eyes:

lol & she still makes the best facial expressions

oceaans-eyes:

my bby brother painted this for me <3

oceaans-eyes:

my bby brother painted this for me <3

oceaans-eyes:

back on campus

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back on campus

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bluishtigers:

sometimes i worry about dissapointing people, and then i remember that i am not here for anyone else

forever reminding people of this. 
I AM NOT HERE FOR YOU

oceaans-eyes:

bluishtigers:

sometimes i worry about dissapointing people, and then i remember that i am not here for anyone else

forever reminding people of this. 

I AM NOT HERE FOR YOU


oceaans-eyes:

check out my brother’s website (appdummy). let him help you develop that app that you’ve been wanting to get out there :)

thebluelip-blondie:

ras-al-ghul-is-dead:

A silent protest in Love Park, downtown Philadelphia orchestrated by performance artists protesting the murder of Michael Brown in Ferguson. The onslaught of passerby’s  wanting to take photos with the statue exemplifies the disconnect in American society.  Simply frame out the dead body, and it doesn’t exist.  

Here are some observations by one of the artists involved in the event:

I don’t know who any of these folks are.

They were tourists I presume.

But I heard most of what everything they said. A few lines in particular stood out. There’s one guy not featured in the photos. His friends were trying to get him to join the picture but he couldn’t take his eyes off the body.

"Something about this doesn’t feel right. I’m going to sit this one out, guys." "Com’on man… he’s already dead."

(Laughs.)

There were a billion little quips I heard today. Some broke my heart. Some restored my faith in humanity. There was an older white couple who wanted to take a picture under the statue.

The older gentleman: “Why do they have to always have to shove their politics down our throats.” Older woman: “They’re black kids, honey. They don’t have anything better to do.”

One woman even stepped over the body to get her picture. But as luck would have it the wind blew the caution tape and it got tangle around her foot. She had to stop and take the tape off. She still took her photo.

There was a guy who yelled at us… “We need more dead like them. Yay for the white man!”

"One young guy just cried and then gave me a hug and said ‘thank you. It’s nice to know SOMEBODY sees me.’

I’m just gonna keep reblogging this because this is truly how white America works. Like people have their weddings on plantations, Blackface was and still is a major source of entertainment and the biggest movie of all time was Gone With the Wind. White America will kill Black people and then smile and laugh and enjoy their day it sickens me that we’re treated this way.

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echo park lake (ocean sol)

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echo park lake (ocean sol)

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echo park lake (ocean sol)

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echo park lake (ocean sol)

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tracy’s window (ocean sol)

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tracy’s window (ocean sol)

oceaans-eyes:

captured by my bby brother

oceaans-eyes:

captured by my bby brother

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