Beautiful.
listen to me: you DO NOT always need to give it your 100%. you really do not. because let’s be honest, you’re human and you’re simply not always going to be able to. there are days when you can only give it your 80%. or your 50%, or heck, even your 10%. and THAT IS OKAY. only skimming one paragraph, only solving one equation, only memorizing 5 words is better than not doing anything because you have this idea in your head that things are only worth doing when you can give what you consider to be your 100%. 10% is better than 0% and some days that is all you can give. it will still add up, and you will still succeed, i promise.
LOATHE ENTIRELY!!!
Look how many people hate him. I’m pretty damn happy about that 😁😁😁😁😁😁
Higher Learning. John Singleton. 1995. Columbia Pictures.
if all you did today was get through today, it’s good and it’s enough.
"Baaaaaaaabbbbbeeeeee", I whined at my boyfriend who is persistently trying to teach me how to rap. "I can't rap like you and you know that." "No one said you had to rap like me", he said, chuckling at my words. "No fairrrr!!! I didn't force you to rap when we first started dating. I just let you do it whenever you felt comfortable enough. I'm not comfortable yet", I attempted to plead my case. He looked as if my words put him in deep thought. We stayed like this for ten seconds. "I don't care", he boldly broke the silence, grinning widely, showcasing his adorable dimples. "LEE JOOHEON THAT IS NOT FAIR!! I plead the sixth", I state matter-of-factly with my arms crossed. "This isn't court", he points out, still laughing his ass off. "This isn't court, but I pass the ball like an attorney. Off the wall, here I go, on a journey. Set sail, on the open, blue sea. With me, no charge, consider this shit as a treat. I take this boat left, right, I take it under. Call me Female Zeus, I do control the thunder. So naive, I led you right into my trap. But you played yourself, 'cuz you didn't think that I could rap". I broke out in rhymes, flow and endless lyrics, sauntering away after a soft 'I love you, babe' slipped passed my lips, and connected mine with his in a quick kiss. He followed me to the kitchen of his shared dorms, mouth agape and eyes wide the entire walk. "That. Was SO hot. Baby, I didn't know you could rap", he exclaimed, grabbing my waist and jumping up and down. "Woah there, lover boy. I said I couldn't rap LIKE YOU. Nobody ever said I couldn't rap", I pointed out, putting extra emphasis on the "like you" part. "I think I fell in love with you all over again", he said, kissing me passionately, as my hands entangled themselves in his hair. "Hey, hey, hey. Please have respect for the single in this house, and NOT suck each other's faces off in the common areas", we heard a voice neither of us owned. We saw Changkyun standing in the doorway with a disgusted look on his face. We just laughed, and intentionally kissed again, Changkyun's disgusted groans music to our ears.
Ok, but Mark killed the part after this🤣😋👌🏾
“I need you right here” on a loop. You’re welcome
PUT GOD FIRST.
Remember this viral post? Wanda and Jamal and her husband Lonnie are the most wholesome people, this story brought tears to my eyes originally and I am crying once more learning from Jamal's social media that Lonnie has sadly passed away.
Rest in Peace, Lonnie :(
script from @bluecollarbabe1 on instagram. even if you can't protest, you can still be heard. use your voice. do something.
TEXT:
To whom it may concern:
I am writing you about the murder of George Floyd by MPD officers Derek Chauvin, Thomas Lane, J. Alexander Kueng, and Tou Thao. These men were not upholding the law, they were committing murder and terrorizing their community. Being fired is not an appropriate response to the crime. All officers must be charged with murder.
We cannot continue this way. This is not the way forward. Use your station and power for change; for good. Give a voice to the smothered. Prove that all lives matter. Do your job.
police@minneapolismn.gov
When the streets clear and the ashes fade, George Floyd will not be forgotten. The events transpiring may very well be plastered into history books. The world is watching. My generation will not fail to tell our children exactly what happened. Your actions now will cement how you are remembered. If you stand up and act, you will be remembered for your bravery, choosing to enact justice. If not, history will sneer at your cowardice. The choice is yours.
MPD EMAILS:
police@minneapolismn.gov
policepio@minneapolismn.gov
sean.mcginty@minneapolismn.gov
chris.granger@minneapolismn.gov
katie.blackwell@minneapolismn.gov