Hello! I don’t mean to bother you, but I’m trying to get the word out about this blog (blackstorytellers.tumblr.com). The purpose of it is to create a place where black artists can be represented and come together because I’ve noticed that creative black individuals tend to get lost in the shuffle, and it’s a little difficult to find and locate content from our peers.

If you support the idea of the blog, I’d appreciate a reblog of the post letting people know what we’re doing! If you don’t, that’s completely fine. Thank you for taking the time to read this anyway, and have a nice day. 

I feel the earth just a-tremblin’ under my feet Watchin’ you work makes my knees go weak And then you glare at me darling oh so sweet Then we raise some hell like a perfect team I know what you need, don’t worry babe That’s right I’ll buy you the perfect steak Then zip ties or ‘cuffs, whatever it takes ‘Till you’re ready to gorge on some more pancakes I’ll hackity hack and you’ll fight some fights Then decontaminate all through the night Knock ‘em dead with a lab coat oh so white Or security jacket that fits damn right An ex-assassin, ex-killer for hire We turn up the heat with our four-alarm fire If they don’t agree, they truly a liar ‘Less the sky tumbles down, we’ll never expire

Elephants are awesome

Brb crying

❝ I’m ambitious and I’m determined and I know where I’m going to be. It’s not where I want to be, but where I’m going to be.❞