bobalindsayfett the 2nd one is us, I wish.
I don’t know why I didn’t show up in the original photo, probably because I was using my magical powers to not appear on film. Here’s how it should have looked.
And anyway, I think this one is the best one we took:
Yep. This is a totally real thing that really happened.
The Buddhists say if you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that’s not the one. When you meet your ‘soul mate’ you’ll feel calm. No anxiety, no agitation (via chanelbagsandcigarettedrags)
This I believe to be true. My love brings me peace.(via elephantnvr4gets)
I believe this. When I’m with him, it’s easy.(via jadesongbird)
I’ve experienced firsthand how the “model minority” narrative– this strange tendency to assume that Asians are simply a quiet, high-achieving community tagging along with our white brethren into a melting pot of joy–effectively de-legitimizes our voices in conversations about promoting racial justice. Leaving our voices and experiences out of the fight for racial justice erases our long, often tragic history in this country and homogenizes all Asians into one, high-achieving blob. Leaving us out means turning a blind eye to the fact that 1 in 6 Filipino-Americans and 1 in 4 Korean-Americans are undocumented, that Southeast Asians have the highest high school dropout rates in the country, that Asian American students are the most bullied ethnic group in classrooms, and that Asian women are consistently hypersexualized, objectified, and orientalized via widespread media representations. If you choose not to include us in discussions on racial justice, you are telling us that our struggles don’t matter. Linsey Yoo, Racialicious, "Solidarity is for white women and Asian people are funny" (via owning-my-truth)
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