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“I didn’t have any time left, because he brought his lips to my mouth, a warm, conciliatory, I’ll-meet-you-halfway-but-no-further kiss till he realized how famished mine was.“
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“My LGBQTIA family, I see each and every one of you. The things that make us different, those are our superpowers. Every day when you walk out the door, put on your imaginary cape. and go out there and conquer the world, because the world would not be as beautiful as it is if we weren’t in it.”
For the first full week of Women’s History Month, we’ll be celebrating women have broken down barriers. We call them HistoryMAKERS.
Lena Waithe made history at last year’s 69th Emmy Awards, becoming the first Black woman to not only be nominated, but also the first to win the award for writing for a comedy series. Her acceptance speech touched on the power of representation, and the importance of being recognized as valid.
You can watch our interview with Lena right over on MAKERS.
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first. he touches you and you light on fire. your wrist blazes where his fingers meet your skin. the burns don’t show, but it’s hard to breathe with ash in your lungs. it’s so hard to breathe. you’re suffocating daily.
second. it hurts to watch him. he shines. he’s brighter than the sun, he’s too beautiful for your eyes. it’s hard to look at him. it’s even harder to look away from him. you’re going blind.
third. your ears are tuned to his voice. you could pick him out in a sea of thousands. his voice makes pretty singers who sing pretty songs sound dull. his voice makes everything else sound ugly.
fourth. the color of his eyes is blue enough to drown in. he is turning you into a clichéd love-wrecked being. you’re drowning, always sinking. down, down, down.
fifth. you know him. you love him. through a thousand lifetimes, across millions of stars, you’d find him, you’d never leave him. you love him, till death do you part.
( sixth. he loves you, too. )
(the poem is not mine i don’t take credit for it)
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Regrann from @lovemyelio - A R M I E iN ThE baCk gROunD
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#armiehammer #timotheechalamet #timothéechalamet #callmebyyourname #cmbyn #oscars - #regrann (at Grenada, Mississippi)
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miss you two
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