literally spend hours preparing to take a photo of someone like i am so careful whenever i take someone’s photo it is BEAUTIFUL and nobody ever puts the same care for me and give me pictures with my eyes closed or while i’m not looking or ugly laughing DO NOT TRUST ANYONE WITH YOUR PHOTOS // SELFIE NATION.
When your crush is in your class and your teacher asks you to read
hey what’s the cutest herb?
Algerian postage stamp remembering the Palestinian massacre at Deir Yassin in 1948
Photo courtesy of Flickr user pdxjmorris
do you ever sit back and wonder what rupture in the universe could have caused the collabo between pitbull and cheb khaled. because i do. all the time.
mid-study makeup break.
that wild sense of home buried in the faces of people who look like the ones i grew up with. I guess they are comparmentalized in a space so specific and so fundamental that their likeness in any other context brings on a surge of feeling, can’t keep it in. somehow need their acknowledgement, maybe even approval.
nobody came to his birthday party
gonna be a cheikha when I grow up.
Went to Barbès Cafe yesterday and the subsequent 24 hours have been an ongoing jam sesh.
LMAO at how people think “white” is something you can choose to identify as rather than a system that confers privilege and power upon you whether you like it or not.
i keep buying these adorable little rocher chocolate bunnies and it is just so traumatizing you’re not supposed to buy cute things if you plan on EATING THEM. i pop their little heads off and the pain never goes away.