Mentally Massacred.

Mentally Massacred.

My name is Devin Lowe. I'm a 21 year old, pansexual, Transman.
Originally from Houston, Texas. Now living in New York.
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Here you'll find posts on LGBTQ & general human rights issues such as racism, sexism, and political agendas.
I'm also an extreme lover of poetry, so you'll get a lot of that here, of others, as well as my own. I post a lot of graffiti, street, contemporary, classical & modern art.
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 - SELL ME YOUR SOUL-
I'm fascinated by the extreme light and the extreme dark, and I believe there is both in each and every one of us.
Stay beautiful.

negritaaa:

youngmarxist:

So if we have to show women what the baby looks like in their womb and tell them how the process works before allowing them to get an abortion, does that mean we should teach our soldiers about the culture of the lands we’re invading, and explain to them that the people we want them to kill have families and feel pain, just like Americans?

yooooooo

5 hours ago with 84,083 notes

This didn’t happen in South Africa, it happened right here in America in Birmingham, Alabama. It didn’t happen back in the Dark Ages, it happened in 1963 right after the march on Washington. And it wasn’t a dream. This was a nightmare. Where were the leaders? Where was America? Where was the government?

The government was guilty. The guilt is upon the United States government for the murder of those four little girls who died in that bombing. The guilt was upon the United States government for those little boys who were shot down right afterwards. Because it is the failure of the government to do its job that has given the people of that area the feeling that they can brutalize and victimize and murder the Afro-American in cold blood knowing that nothing will be done about it. The government was guilty. The government still is guilty, and will always be guilty until the murderers of those little girls have been brought to justice.

Malcolm X on the 1963 Birningham church bombings where 4 little girls were killed and on the murder of young Black teens by policemen right afterwards.

Taken from the Robert F. Williams CD audio documentary “Self-Defense, Self-Respect & Self-Determination.”

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6 hours ago with 619 notes

1337tattoos:

Joseph Michael, Hole in the Sky Tattoo, Woodland Park, NJ instagram: josephmichaeltattoo 

“Colonialism is when bees bust their asses to make honey but all the bottles look like bears!”

Kim Crosby’s Facebook page(which quoted me yesterday!)

Holy shit, best quote fucking ever, holy shit.

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OMFG I don’t LOL often but Goddamn.

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Perfect analogy is perfect.

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15 hours ago with 6,246 notes

euo:

“Ernest Hemingway once wrote, “The world is a fine place and worth fighting for.” I agree with the second part.”
Se7en (1995) dir. David Fincher

but you are white?????

@Anonymous

But I’m half black?????

1 day ago with Notes

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via extrasad)

1 day ago with 80,613 notes

betterthandarkchocolate:

thelipstickontherim:

Bring socks!!!! #homeless #donate #homelessness

As are toiletries!
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