If Green keeps shooting like that, Suns v Thunder gonna be a fun series

Not being able to sleep until 3am this whole week makes a lot more sense now! 🙃

I SAID!!

Not she's going up against Big Sea Lion

When you do that subtle lil step away to disengage from a conversation but the mf keep talkin <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

Who, me? You sure?

"It looks like you already have an account with us!”

Women be fine as shit! I just had to yell that out.

I'd go right back to sleep and try again cause clearly something is off 😭😂

That crested guinea fowl is a wopbobaloobop assed bird of I ever saw one

Hey yall, I’ve been mia struggling trying to figure out what to do. I have $500 left to pay off this eviction and be able to stay in my apartment. They filed eviction and I have to pay off the extra fees. Any help or share is appreciated.🥺💙

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Be leaving there feeling conflicted til you open up that container! 🤣

Nah cause where the hell that come from?? 😭😂

Making up for lost time! 😂😂

Straight factz. Especially in NY/NJ. They will talk to you like a dog in the street but that food on my grandmama will be banging like boots in a dryer

"damn, they was rude as hell... this shit bout to be GOOD 😋"

This also hold true for Jamaican restaurants 😭😂

The league is in good hands… love this

From 60 losses to 60 wins.

The Spurs special turnaround enters its next chapter Sunday, as they start their postseason journey vs. Portland!

a stunning photo of the crescent moon in the night sky. you can see the entirely of the spherical nature of the moon, but light is only beaming from the crescent portion on its left side. sparse clouds float beneath it. closer to the viewer, tree branches and da long yellow flowers frame the photo. the very edge of a building can be seen on the left side. my beautiful sister Kendra took this photo.

my poem. it reads: finding words without pressure. peace without pardon. ascents without bellows. time without constraints. love without weights. "i need you, but wait." i exist with the nonviable. i sacrifice for the unreliable. i fall back into the wombs and wells that welcome and warm and heal and hold. cycle by cycle, they refuse the cold. i am mothered by new faces and cauterized by old. the lips desired by my aches are reserved for tastes, delicacies, draining me of my serenity. still i reach. i release reason. bathe myself in treason. wash my lesions, succumb to fading adhesion. i am baptized tirelessly. with every singe of my flesh, i am salved and salted by sweetness and sainthood. angels are existent and they slide their holy essence into bloodlines that have carried the burdens of this country. bronze, wooly, full-bodied, umber eyed, tender skinned, thick through thin, voices that blend, wails carried on wind. no visual rules, no sonic barriers, no sensory constraints-just soul and the sound of the divine. they revive me every time. they know the cycles-they have met the moon and made deals with her for the healing of girls and women yet to come. they give me no shame when, yet again, i succumb. simply, they scrub my skin and soak me in earth married to water. they cool my head. psalms evoke the dead, enlivening the blessings they shed. i become the words, i am alchemized into the peace. i bellow to the heights i cannot reach. our love transcends time and meets no defeat. sisterhood is the reason, the purpose, and the lead. asé, indeed. c.I.

#poetryfridays.

I just had to breathe, the southerner in me felt personally attacked 😭😂😂

Now wait a sec 😭

Whoever has been cooking them for you isn’t doing it right

My heart goes out to each & every one of you sharing your experiences today 🩷🫂 truly horrific and heartbreaking to see what y'all have survived.

The two aunts that I'm closest with were abused by their first husbands, who of no coincidence were friends. One thing abusers will always do is stick by one another

sometimes, you just have to be quiet and try to learn something.

EVERY WOMAN you men encounter has been the victim at the hands of a man in some way. We’re gonna keep talking about our experiences whether you like it, or not. We dgaf how y’all feel bout it. Go whine and bitch about it somewhere else. Fuck you very much.

Adding to this: There are male therapists! You can "go see the man" if you're more comfortable with that.

I'm part of the Daddy Stroller Social Club, talking with other men can be a big help in sorting out your mental state. And get this - one of our members is www.mybigblacktherapist.com

Black men need to decenter patriarchy in order to fully embark on their mental health journey. Vulnerability and accountability are the antithesis of patriarchy, and you won’t be able to progress emotionally if you’re not able to be 1) soft and 2) look at that man in the mirror.

CALL. THAT. LADY.