ADULTHOOD IS A S#!%SHOW
All too often we forget we’re individual people with individual purposes. You are unique. The only you there will ever be. The cookie cutter formula for life is an illusion. Everyone has their own path to follow. Accept yours, compare you now to the past version of yourself, not to someone else. The definition of a good life is different for everyone. Artist: Tyler_Spangler
There are two ways to dry January. This has always been the only way I’ve done it. I’m not the type to go along with trends or scenes. Do what’s right for you. Artist: NounNewYork
If we weren’t so powerful, they wouldn’t be threatened. I mean hello, molded after the Divine Mother, me. Black women constantly have to save everyone’s ass and don’t get nearly enough credit. Look at that closeted gay Donald Trump’s constant attacks against us. The inbred is deluded enough to think the energy isn’t going to come back tenfold. He chose the wrong group (read Teaming Up With Candace Owen’s To Battle Satanic Zionists). Time to learn him. Everyone evolved from us, we carry all the genes. Never forget it.Via: BlackArtMatterss
Artist: Ellie Kayu Ng
Some days simply existing is enough, accepting everything as is. Restoring yourself with rest is just as important as actions taken. Be still and let the universe do the rest. Artist: MimiMoffie
I don’t know why people think they can be vitriolic towards others sans consequences. Karma always comes, and I’m not the one. I give everyone the same energy they give me, if you don’t like how I’m treating you check your behavior. I certainly don’t go around being mean to people for no reason. Treat others how you want to be treated is my motto, until they’ve been insolent. Sorry not sorry, I’m not going to tolerated it. I don’t give a fuck who you are, or what disorders you have. Stop enabling evil people, put them in their place. Via: FabFeministArt
Growth is realizing Basquiat’s piece on Miles Davis is a social commentary about black people in predominantly white spaces. An experience dubbed a privilege, it’s one only uber successful blacks have. The entire reason my business partner/friend and I got into an altercation that permanently rifted our relationship.
I advised her to take a Buzzfeed quiz regarding how privileged you grew up. It was suppose to be an exercise in gratitude. That life isn’t as bad as it seems. While I got results of really privileged, she got the exact opposite.
Reviewing the discrepancies in our answers together on the phone, she brought up the question “Have you ever been the only black person in the room?” She thought the question was outlandish and weird. For me, it was a large part of my upbringing on the Upper East Side and more. Both of us were astounded by the other’s response. I never realized all the implications of these incidents. Unfortunately it destroyed our friendship, she felt inferior due to the disparities in how we were raised. Envy made her angry at me. Whereas my angry was directed at the racists whites perpetuating inequality. See the difference? Crab in a barrel ass bitch. Via: Jean Michel Basquiat
Artist: PhaedraPeer
Stay real with these hilarious, framed, crotched statements. Let me tell you, I fought my mom once in my life. Wasted out of my mind. Drinking directly after class, not a single meal and continued to do so at a model agency’s holiday party. A mess. Otherwise it wouldn’t have happened. Never having experienced being drunk, my mom didn’t understand the level of inebriation I was on, and pushed me without meaning to. I went flying backwards into the tub. Affronted I wanted to know why she attacked me. Fun fact: I was at the stage of zero coordination, flying across rooms.
My friends and I were so smashed we got off the wrong train and got back on it, thinking we made our way to the uptown side. In reality we ran up one set of stairs, then down the stairs across from them, on the same side of the platform. We literally boarded a different car on the train we just exited. The next morning I woke up surrounded by a plethora of beef jerky in bed, which I don’t even eat. Being that’s it’s ultra processed. Stolen from 7/11. My friend woke up with tubes of purloined lipgloss. At least their theft made sense.
Naively I thought there would be food, like EVERY holiday party ever known to man has. The only thing available at Lavo were martini olives. Which I devoured before being cut off by the bartender. Who made me feel like a pig and got tired of refilling the jar. When they say please do not feed the models, they mean it. Which frame is your favorite? Via: Vintage Shindig
Updated: 1/7/2026 1:08am
Artist: Winold Reiss