Solangel. 28. NYC. Queer as fuck.

 

thechosenjuan:

me at everyone with some semblance of narrative control on game of thrones right now

thechosenjuan:

me at everyone with some semblance of narrative control on game of thrones right now

(Source: nevver)

Diasporican Baby Blues

soydiasporican:

To all the ethnically confused diasporican babies out there:

Who carry the weight of two worlds

Two cultures

Two languages in your gut and on your tongue

Who never quite know where you “belong”

Who dance a side step/two step/cumbia/merengue every time you have to

re-pronounce

And re-produce

And re-claim,

the oft confused under-appreciated colorful syllables of your name

Who carry the questions your white washed textbooks can’t provide answers to

Who live in the in betweens

The politeness of the white anglo saxonisms you learned in the classroom

And the spicy sharp tongued hip shaking wit you get from your mommas

Who walk the tight rope

The bi-laterals of being

Bi-lingual

Bi-cultural

Multiethnic

Queer and

Culturally confused

Living in the latitudes

The length of the paths your ancestors took

The roots that you dig up to revive

To re-plant

To re-place

To find place

In a home that never feels like home

So you keep searching

For home

And realize

That home lies within your blood

In the language of your love

In the earth tone of your skin

In the rhythm of your heartbeat.

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All work posted on Diasporican Blues are original works by the author, Jarymar A. Please, do not publish without permission. Re-tumbling is okay. Thank you! 

harryedward:

i want to sit next to rihanna at an award show you know she talkin mad shit about everyone 

My tombstone will probably read “Here lies Sol. Full of potential, forever second best.”
I get it universe, jokes always on me.

Do I get high and watch Orphan Black & Broad City all night, or do I get all fancy and go to this work function with open bar and buffet?

If people want to let you go, just let them do it. They may not understand who you are. So don’t play around with fire; don’t give them their cake and let them eat it too. Here is your rule of thumb: they either commit to you or get none of you.

Joey Furjanic, The Heartbreak Hotel: How Long Will You Stay? (via xicanapreciosa)

(Source: larmoyante)