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mylifelivingunderground:

So the dress I bought for my brother’s graduation

I tried it on earlier for my parents since my mother said I like looking like a bush woman,which is true, and my dad said I have a very eclectic style.

Tried it on and it’s too big now. When I bought it, it fit like a glove

#firstworldproblems

my mother stays trying to clown me about my looks and then looks confused when I laugh in her face. Maybe I like looking ugly,get over it. As parents you’re supposed to love me and support me in all my endeavors, yes? So if being ugly is one then dammit hop on the wagon and support me! Earlier they were complaining because they think Vincent is becoming “too pretty” …..I’m not even going to contribute my 98 cents about that. One child is too ugly, the golden sperm it too pretty, and then the other two are just right,smh

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“I want to be a woman who lives totally abandoned to the first commandment: to love my Lord, my God, with all my heart. I don’t want the reputation that I love God, I don’t want to write songs about loving God, I don’t want to talk about loving God. I want to actually love God. When I close my eyes, I want my heart to move. When I close my eyes and I look at Him, I want to feel alive on the inside. I want to look at Him with a fire in my heart and it’s real.”

- Misty Edwards (via breakmetobindme)

(Source: breanna-lynn)

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the amount of confidence i have these days really surprises me. If 5 years ago me saw me now she would not believe her eyes. I was walking through the mall today and happened to catch my reflection in a mirror as i walked by. back straight, head held high, power strutting. its incredible how far ive come. even during my job interview today i was just a picture of security. not really worried but just resting in full confidence, in myself and in my Lord. honestly without Him i don’t know what my life would be like today.

confidence backed with self-esteem. i am loving this.

autocorrect has spoiled me. manually typing capital letters and apostrophes is tiring.

whiskey-memories:

bras are so expensive like i didn’t choose the boob life the boob life chose me

(Source: u-ltravi0lets)

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“There is no African, myself included, who does not appreciate the help of the wider world, but we do question whether aid is genuine or given in the spirit of affirming one’s cultural superiority. My mood is dampened every time I attend a benefit whose host runs through a litany of African disasters before presenting a (usually) wealthy, white person, who often proceeds to list the things he or she has done for the poor, starving Africans. Every time a well-meaning college student speaks of villagers dancing because they were so grateful for her help, I cringe. Every time a Hollywood director shoots a film about Africa that features a Western protagonist, I shake my head — because Africans, real people though we may be, are used as props in the West’s fantasy of itself. And not only do such depictions tend to ignore the West’s prominent role in creating many of the unfortunate situations on the continent, they also ignore the incredible work Africans have done and continue to do to fix those problems.”

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Uzodinma Iweala, “Stop Trying to ‘Save’ Africa”

(via cammyyy)

(Source: ryanmichael-s)

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