dynastylnoire
dynastylnoire:

cestf0lie:

revitiligo:

thesinwhisperer:

90sdefect:

pvrtynexttoyourbitch:

tacos-and-thickbitches:

banalusername:

dynastylnoire:

theracismrepellent:

zionisdope:

Urban tie cap??? Lmaoooo, c’mon now.

It’s in their blood bruh…~Tae

The price of Du Rags is about to go Platinum

You gotta be kidding me

They ruin everything. 

This is why we can’t have nice things

Come on man…

White folks always so damn late to the party and think they’re being innovative. In 2099 they’ll be reinventing bamboo earrings and brown hair gel.

I need a new durag and I swear if that shit is more than $1.99 bruh I swear

Chanel isn’t really gonna do this (thank god). Before the runway, the models had to wear these to get their hair into a certain “style” lol

woooooooow

dynastylnoire:

cestf0lie:

revitiligo:

thesinwhisperer:

90sdefect:

pvrtynexttoyourbitch:

tacos-and-thickbitches:

banalusername:

dynastylnoire:

theracismrepellent:

zionisdope:

Urban tie cap??? Lmaoooo, c’mon now.

It’s in their blood bruh…

~Tae

The price of Du Rags is about to go Platinum

You gotta be kidding me

They ruin everything. 

This is why we can’t have nice things

Come on man…

White folks always so damn late to the party and think they’re being innovative. In 2099 they’ll be reinventing bamboo earrings and brown hair gel.

I need a new durag and I swear if that shit is more than $1.99 bruh I swear

Chanel isn’t really gonna do this (thank god). Before the runway, the models had to wear these to get their hair into a certain “style” lol

woooooooow

luvyourmane

sadim0uto:

Hello!! I’m in need of a HUGE signal boost right now (and maybe a big reporting session) because my best friend is being blackmailed by her ex boyfriend. 

I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to put here, but I feel like this should be a warning for anyone who knows him and just a general informative thing. Jacob lives in Australia and is 16 years of age. They’ve had a very unhealthy relationship and he’s threatened sending out her nudes multiple times. Jacob is very manipulative and emotionally abusive towards her and even ends up pulling me and her other friends into not being able to do anything because it’ll end up hurting her. He’s made around 7 Twitter accounts to contact my friend in the times that she was trying to get out of the relationship.

In the picture above, he’s posted her nudes and threatened her.

ALL IM ASKING IS FOR YOU TO REPORT HIM ON EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING:

His Twitter accounts all start with @/neinthousand but the one that was most recently used was: @/neinthousand12 (but it was apparently deleted)

His Facebook account is: Jacob R Hynes, and he has more but I am unable to find them. They’re under Jacob Hynes and the like.

let-them-eat-cake21
thatvoltagechic:

vitalsigns-coldhands:

sub-maureen:

skeyi:

tootsienoodles:

freackthehopeful:

skylarghost:

weasleyrocksyoursocks:

seong:

I AM FUCKING SCREAMING BECAUSE THIS IS SERIOUSLY THE BEST THING EVER
SWEET JESUS

You have your mother’s cheek bones

godDAMMIT NOW WE’RE SHIPPING CUTLERY
TUMBLR YOU NEED TO S T O P

I hope this post comes back to me when it has a short story attached. 

The Utensils were a happy family, just like any other. Fork was a loving, caring father, who worked at a bank, and Spoon was his beautiful wife, who owned a small business that allowed her to spend a lot of time with their son, Spork. Every day, when Fork came home from work, he gently clinked against the rim of Spoon’s face and asked how her day had been. She would go on and on about how her Aunt Bowl was letting anyone fill her up these days, and telling him he would never guess who they got a phone call from today (it was his brother, Knife), and he would just lean back against the china cabinet, staring at his wife’s beautiful reflective surface, and know everything was right in the world. 
One day, however, everything was suddenly not right in the world at all.
Fork woke up in the silverware drawer and instantly knew something was wrong. He looked over to where Spoon normally slept, confused when he saw nothing but empty space. Or, at least, he thought it was empty. It took him a minute to see the small note left there. Oh no. God, no, he thought.
He picked up the note with shaking prongs, and read amid tears:
“Fork,
     I’m sorry to leave you like this, but I just couldn’t face seeing you. It’s too painful. I’m not strong enough to tell you this to your face, and I know that makes me a coward. I know that makes me a horrible utensil. But I can’t do this anymore.
     Do you remember Cow’s party the other night? The night she was so drunk she swore she jumped over the moon? Well, I met someone that night. His name is Dish. And we’re running away together.
     Please, don’t try and find us. Dish makes me happy. He doesn’t spend all day staring at me, looking at himself in my reflection. 
Goodbye, Fork.
-Spoon”
Fork collapsed to the ground, wishing he could tell Spoon that the reason he loved staring at her reflective surface so much, was because of the way her surface magnified everything around her, making it seem so much greater and more beautiful than people could see themselves as normally. Her personality did the same thing. It’s what he loved most about her. And what he would miss most of all.

Oh my God this is gorgeous but I am done

Somebody get this person a frigging Newbery Prize, I need a kleenex omg.

THE DISH RAN AWAY WITH THE SPOON AND THE COW AND THE MOON AND I’M ACTUALLY TEARING UP :O

xxvoltagefreakxx

thatvoltagechic:

vitalsigns-coldhands:

sub-maureen:

skeyi:

tootsienoodles:

freackthehopeful:

skylarghost:

weasleyrocksyoursocks:

seong:

I AM FUCKING SCREAMING BECAUSE THIS IS SERIOUSLY THE BEST THING EVER

SWEET JESUS

You have your mother’s cheek bones

godDAMMIT NOW WE’RE SHIPPING CUTLERY

TUMBLR YOU NEED TO S T O P

I hope this post comes back to me when it has a short story attached. 

The Utensils were a happy family, just like any other. Fork was a loving, caring father, who worked at a bank, and Spoon was his beautiful wife, who owned a small business that allowed her to spend a lot of time with their son, Spork. Every day, when Fork came home from work, he gently clinked against the rim of Spoon’s face and asked how her day had been. She would go on and on about how her Aunt Bowl was letting anyone fill her up these days, and telling him he would never guess who they got a phone call from today (it was his brother, Knife), and he would just lean back against the china cabinet, staring at his wife’s beautiful reflective surface, and know everything was right in the world. 

One day, however, everything was suddenly not right in the world at all.

Fork woke up in the silverware drawer and instantly knew something was wrong. He looked over to where Spoon normally slept, confused when he saw nothing but empty space. Or, at least, he thought it was empty. It took him a minute to see the small note left there. Oh no. God, no, he thought.

He picked up the note with shaking prongs, and read amid tears:

“Fork,

     I’m sorry to leave you like this, but I just couldn’t face seeing you. It’s too painful. I’m not strong enough to tell you this to your face, and I know that makes me a coward. I know that makes me a horrible utensil. But I can’t do this anymore.

     Do you remember Cow’s party the other night? The night she was so drunk she swore she jumped over the moon? Well, I met someone that night. His name is Dish. And we’re running away together.

     Please, don’t try and find us. Dish makes me happy. He doesn’t spend all day staring at me, looking at himself in my reflection. 

Goodbye, Fork.

-Spoon”


Fork collapsed to the ground, wishing he could tell Spoon that the reason he loved staring at her reflective surface so much, was because of the way her surface magnified everything around her, making it seem so much greater and more beautiful than people could see themselves as normally. Her personality did the same thing. It’s what he loved most about her. And what he would miss most of all.

Oh my God this is gorgeous but I am done

Somebody get this person a frigging Newbery Prize, I need a kleenex omg.

THE DISH RAN AWAY WITH THE SPOON AND THE COW AND THE MOON AND I’M ACTUALLY TEARING UP :O

xxvoltagefreakxx