11th of December 2009
 
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10th of December 2009
 
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2nd of December 2009
 
kari-shma:

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robot-heart:

Oh You Pretty Thing Hand Embroidered Framed Wall by Samskiart
23rd of November 2009
 
kari-shma:

there’s a random question inside my heart (via Rona Keller)

kari-shma:

there’s a random question inside my heart (via Rona Keller)

2nd of November 2009
 
lovebot:

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28th of October 2009
 
bebelestrange:

“I’m Down” by Mishna Wolff
“Mishna Wolff grew up in a poor black neighborhood with her single father, a white man who truly believed he was black. “He strutted around with a short perm, a Cosby-esqe sweater, gold chains and a Kangol—telling jokes like Redd Fox, and giving advice like Jesse Jackson. He walked like a black man, he talked like a black man and he played sports like a black man. You couldn’t tell my father he was white. Believe me, I tried,” writes Wolff. And so from early childhood on, her father began his crusade to make his white daughter down with all-things black. But Mishna didn’t fit in with the other kids in her neighborhood: she couldn’t dance, she couldn’t sing, she couldn’t double dutch and she was the worst player on her all-black basketball team. Yet when she was finally sent to a rich all-white school, she was too black to fit in with her white classmates—and she was more uncool than ever.  This hip, funny memoir will have readers howling with laughter, recommending it to friends and questioning what it means to be black or white in America.” (review via goodreads.com)

SUCH a good book, honestly. 

bebelestrange:

“I’m Down” by Mishna Wolff

“Mishna Wolff grew up in a poor black neighborhood with her single father, a white man who truly believed he was black. “He strutted around with a short perm, a Cosby-esqe sweater, gold chains and a Kangol—telling jokes like Redd Fox, and giving advice like Jesse Jackson. He walked like a black man, he talked like a black man and he played sports like a black man. You couldn’t tell my father he was white. Believe me, I tried,” writes Wolff. And so from early childhood on, her father began his crusade to make his white daughter down with all-things black. But Mishna didn’t fit in with the other kids in her neighborhood: she couldn’t dance, she couldn’t sing, she couldn’t double dutch and she was the worst player on her all-black basketball team. Yet when she was finally sent to a rich all-white school, she was too black to fit in with her white classmates—and she was more uncool than ever.  This hip, funny memoir will have readers howling with laughter, recommending it to friends and questioning what it means to be black or white in America.” (review via goodreads.com)

SUCH a good book, honestly. 

 
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icanread: (by bluewindow)
7th of October 2009
 
Write it on your heart that every day will be the best day of the year. 
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6th of October 2009
 
zoobunny:

movieoftheday:
Mr. Bennet: You really do love him, don’t you?Elizabeth: Very much.Mr. Bennet: I cannot believe that anyone can deserve you. But it seems I am overruled. So I heartily give my consent. I could not have parted with you, my Lizzie, to anyone less worthy.Elizabeth: Thank you.
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zoobunny:

movieoftheday:

Mr. Bennet: You really do love him, don’t you?
Elizabeth: Very much.
Mr. Bennet: I cannot believe that anyone can deserve you. But it seems I am overruled. So I heartily give my consent. I could not have parted with you, my Lizzie, to anyone less worthy.
Elizabeth: Thank you.

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