Ask me anythingSubmitNext pageArchive

fuckyeahjanellemonae:

Janelle Monáe - Electric Lady [Official Video]

very cute.

(via thesweetdreamer)

trying to convince at least one friend to go to toronto with me this weekend…wish me luck. lol.

that saturday night i figured it all out.

I’ve not once wondered why I claim to not like strangers so much. It’s just become habit and I enjoy spending time with those I know. After explaining this to friend on Saturday night, following a rooftop party in Brooklyn I was so awkwardly standoffish at, I had an epiphany. It may have been fueled by two cups too much of tequila and orange juice, but it all made sense.

Before Hurricane Katrina I was the people’s champ. I was the “it” girl. Granted, I was only 16, but I was a popular girl – had loads of friends, envied by many, knew how to work a room (even if it was just a classroom or gym), and held many conversations with neighborhood regulars at the grocery store I worked at after school. It all came so easy.

After Hurricane Katrina, not only was there a shift in my atmosphere, there was a shift in my attitude. Those miles that separated me from those I loved the most, created the ultimate barrier that I would never let down even nearly ten years later. When I moved to Chicago, I probably didn’t mumble a word at school for at least a month. I was totally uninterested in anything anyone had to say, though I was the reason my mom and I made the trek to the Midwest. I was the new girl in the room and it was a feeling I never felt before. It wasn’t just about being new, it was about everything that came with it. I cringed at the thought of the countless self-introductions coupled with Hurricane Katrina horror stories those around me expected to hear. It made me anxious and uncomfortable and I can honestly say since then, in unknown spaces I’ve felt the very same way.

Each time I enter a new space, unknowingly, I revert back to that 16-year-old girl in a Chicago classroom sitting in the corner, fading to black. It only took me nine years and a couple makeshift tequila sunrises to figure this out.

Oh the relief.

Just remember.

No matter how awesome, good, caring, loving, etc. to a person you are, it sometimes just isn’t enough.

lalondes:

looking at really successful people your own age like “this could be me but i’m playin”

(via jenyuh)

mom didn’t like my floral and stripe combo…so i showed her this. lolol
everything they do is so so good.

"When I only want money I’m so broke."

- Unknown

STILL CRYING.

#goals

"she bad for real." - jay-z

had the time of my life. legit.

🐝🐝🐝

a little obsessed.
ootd.
glamour:

via Pinterest *Dressed

this swimsuit is everything.

(Source: qristylfrazierdesigns.com)