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i am angry

The thing you hear adults call teenagers the most after ‘lazy’ is angry.
Why are you so angry?

The other day I was making a scrapbook for a school assignment and I was reading newspaper articles for it. The first thing I find is an article about the water crisis and global warming and hey, if we don’t do anything then in a couple of years a billion more people will lack access to water!
The we is my generation.

A few flicks later the journalist comments on the ‘situation’ in Gaza, links it to Egypt and Libya and Palestine, and I read through the deaths as a crying little girl watches me from the top of the page. ‘The conflict is ongoing, but the UN is hesitant to interfere’, because we all know the situation can only worsen and then ‘we’ can deal with it.

I drop the newspaper and turn to magazines- after a moment, side to side, lie an article informing women on what is too prudish and what is to slutty and a column about what kind of girls to go for during the holidays.
Here, there is no ‘we’, because there is no problem in sight.

On my phone I am assailed by reports from Ferguson, but the shock is not great because I’ve gotten used to the tear gas and images of dead black kids labeled criminals by the people meant to protect them.

Then there is news on the economic crisis.

Why am I angry?

Because if you say wars, women repressed, economic crisis and black people horribly mistreated, I won’t be able to tell if you’re talking about 1930 or 2014, unless you add in pollution and overpopulation.

I am angry because we are called lazy when we are under more pressure than anyone before us.

I am angry because we are called materialistic. We don’t want the Lamborghini, we want a job!
We don’t want a mansion, we want peace- for a day, a week, please!
We don’t want a giant TV, we want someone to patch up the hole in the ozone layer, or maybe give us some equality, but that someone won’t be the ones who created this mess!

I am angry because I am 80% disillusioned, 10% worried and 10% hoping for the bright future we were lead to hope for until we realized we were meant to make it happen!

I am angry because when the world’s problems aren’t ignored, the world is criticized, and no one bothers to think that they have made it this way!

I am angry because I can say sexism, racism, homophobia, war, disease, pollution, and go on for years, but the older generation will prefer to call us the selfie generation than do anything to fix them!

I am angry because #yolo is trending without knowing that it’s true because we don’t know if we’ll even have a chance at a future.

I am angry, yes, because you have messed up this world for us to fix, but I don’t know if we can fix it.

But yeah, ask me again why I’m angry.

— a few words typed without thinking (via am-artist)


tssfxx:

helllotittys:

have—not:

i love this photo because at first you think that she was going to get married but instead her husband to be left her, or something like that. but actually its quite the opposite. i clicked on the source and it brought me to an article explaining the story behind this photo, and shes not crying, shes hungover. her and her husband went to a football game on their wedding day, and got extremely drunk and partied all night. they took the subway home because they couldn’t drive. so no, its not a sad heartbreaking story, its a crazy joyful one. which in my opinion makes the picture even more amazing.


CAN PEOPLE PLEASE REBLOG THE PIC WITH THIS CAPTION^ AND NOT THE ONE WHERE EVERYONE IS SAD AND ARE LIKE “POOR GIRL GOD BLESS”
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tssfxx:

helllotittys:

have—not:

i love this photo because at first you think that she was going to get married but instead her husband to be left her, or something like that. but actually its quite the opposite. i clicked on the source and it brought me to an article explaining the story behind this photo, and shes not crying, shes hungover. her and her husband went to a football game on their wedding day, and got extremely drunk and partied all night. they took the subway home because they couldn’t drive. so no, its not a sad heartbreaking story, its a crazy joyful one. which in my opinion makes the picture even more amazing.

CAN PEOPLE PLEASE REBLOG THE PIC WITH THIS CAPTION^ AND NOT THE ONE WHERE EVERYONE IS SAD AND ARE LIKE “POOR GIRL GOD BLESS”


If I see three or four young black men walking down the street, I have to stop them and check their names. I want them to be afraid every time they see the police that they might get arrested.

Chief Russell Mills to the LA Times after shooting and killing black 89-year-old great grandfather Shawn Monroe at a barbecue unprovoked. Today, he walks free with no charges, despite numerous witnesses and his own admission that he enjoys terrorizing black people.

Tell me again why Black people should be okay with police when they have, since the history of our being kidnapped to this fucking country, have not EVER been about protecting us, but about terrorizing us?

Police are NOT for Black people’s safety. They are about torturing us, terrorizing us and killing us. Period. There is no safety with police. There is no peace keeping with police. They have ALWAYS been a terror to the Black community and I am tired of this fact being pushed to the wayside.

(via sourcedumal)

(Source: writeswrongs)