βSomeone summered in my stomach.
Someoneβs fallen through my legs.
To make an infant omelette,
Simply scramble sperm and eggs.β
β Carrie Fisherβs poem for Billie Lourdβs birth announcement in 1992.
stop praising the whites for doing the bare minimum and doing copropaganda when john boyega is right here, no one should have to worry about losing their career when they are fighting for their rights
White people having a blast like itβs the purge and black people being labeled as thugs and suffering police brutality during a protest against police brutality. Iβm so sick.