For your own good…

She takes pride in her comb-snapping crown of naps. You should see the devilish grin she bares when the curious reach to touch her finger traps. Her kinky curls tighten it’s coil and start to rattle, almost like it’s warning them. Step back! Her eyes deaden but her smile widens, she calms herself. This was the 531st last time before she would snap. Her fake smile and glare would do the job anyway, they’ve left many broken and fearful in their wake. With her beauty deemed exotic she doesn’t know if she’s caged in their zoo or on a pedestal in a museum. Don’t touch still applies in either setting.

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I strain my mind thinking of you. Knowing you is a heavy burden. One quick look and I wanted to safe guard everything that made you who you are. If given the chance, I would litter this world with everything that makes you smile. I’d tame the things that made you cry, but knowing you is understanding that sometimes you need to cry even if you don’t know why. I mourn the idea that you won’t last forever. Each day becomes bittersweet. Everything I am begs for everything you are, my eyes ache for your smile. If your touch could be bottled, it would bring about a new prohibition. Good liquor couldn’t warm the spots you do, and I’ve never been this drunk..and to think it’s only from thoughts of you.

I wish no man to break your heart, but if need be…

For you, I’ll be the bad guy.

Pain and heartache are life’s gifts just as love and joy are.

My selfish desire to never see you unhappy or hurt shouldn’t rob you of those.

Within an instant of confirmation of our mutual understanding, you’ll have my undivided attention. I’ll dote on you. But in a month’s time, I’d have my fill. I understand you are an unending book with new pages everyday, chapters every month..but I’ll grow tired of your story. I’m not searching for anything. My footsteps have no one direction to stick to. I’m kin to the wind but I don’t dance as nice, though my inelegance has a beauty of its own.

- Prince Arnold

I am but a bump in your road, one that does not wish to detour you from your true goal but wants to be noticed. Learn from me. Learn of my kind. Understand me for there will be more like me though they may appear differently. For you, I was a bump in the road, for another I might be a sign telling them to turn around…I might even be a destination one day.

- Prince Arnold

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jaimie foxx wears a trayvon martin shirt to the BET awards.

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macklemore mentions trayvon martin during his acceptance speech at the AMA awards.

the headlines:

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the message: PoC are racist crybabies until a white knight notices the issue and plays champion.

This isn’t even surprising

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