Kei.
interior designer • short film maker • spoken word artist
instag: keiblues_
twitter: thatpoetkei
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Let me make this perfectly clear... Names, ages, genders, relationships, locations, hospitals... All fake. Totally and completely fake. Any similarity to any event that's ever taken place in the history of man is purely coincidence. My thoughts, beliefs, etc. are my own and may or may not be the thoughts, beliefs, etc., of my employer, my school, or anyone I know. In fact, they're probably not. Basically, it never happened.

السلام عليكم

peace, poetry, & pot .


looking in the wrong place

godsonschronicles asked "Describe your perfect man in and out, gorgeous"


pinkvelourtracksuit:

a nigga that’s older than me.

a nigga that ain’t got no typa social networking sites.

a nigga that knows how amazing i am.

a nigga that eats pussy just for the sake of eating pussy not just to get it wet so he can stick his dick in it.

a nigga that’s like 8 feet. 

a nigga that consistently gets fresh ass line ups.

a nigga that says some funny ass shit that will have me ugly laughing. 

a nigga that buys me shit.

a nigga that can teach me shit and i can hold a deep meaningful conversation wit.

a nigga that is emotionally mature.

a nigga that is not afraid to show me off to his mama. 

a nigga that will put me ova his homies. 

a nigga that is still attracted to me when i ain’t got ma weave in.

a nigga that doesn’t stan for trash ass rappers. 

a nigga that is not transphobic or misogynistic.

a nigga that will help me grow and progress and love myself more than i already do.

a nigga that doesn’t actually talk shit about black women. 

a nigga that’s not on some respectability ashy ankh nigga shit.

a nigga that will write poetry about how good my ass looks and how good my titties look.

a nigga that cares about my nut more than his nut.

a dark skin nigga.

a hood ass nigga.

a nigga with prominent arm veins.

a nigga wit a motorcycle so i can ride around the city wit him while my hair blow in the wind.

a nigga that looks at me like ja rule looked at ashanti in the mesmerize music video when she stepped out in the all black joint.

a nigga that is not afraid to show emotion or vulnerability. 

      weloveblackgirls:

      frozenwithversaceice:

      whatisthat-velvet:

      thirstyforthebloglife:

      whatisthat-velvet:

      frozenwithversaceice:

      frozenwithversaceice:

      ghdos:

      dynastylnoire:

      whatisthat-velvet:

      "I’m Black, y’all!"

      Cover the babies lord.

      Black children are God’s gift.

      These are important lessons. It may not seem like it but she’s learning to love her black skin and thats important

      But wait this might be my favorite thing on this website

      Wow, tumblr loves my baby lol

      your baby is beautiful.

      Thank you! ^_^

      Reblogging again because important

      Y’all don’t een understand how necessary this is

      cheyennecheyenne:

      clangingandbanging:

      strawberry-bounce:

      tongancoconut:

      hamatoyoshi:

      getoutofmyheadcharles:

      kelvinabram:

      DJ Envy was such a lame for this interview. I remember the backlash from this. He tried to front on Sidney, actin like he was surprised guys would be attracted to her and she’d be able to get a boyfriend. He was just throwing out remarks almost like he had something to hide. This was the most disrespectful interview I ever seen.

      Saying that people can’t be trans because God doesn’t make mistakes is forgetting that our planet is constantly at war, rife with plague and disease, and children are starving in the streets of damn-near every country.  Whether or not God made you, you still change as you grow up.  You put on clothes, change your hairstyle, your eyes/ears/tongue all grow differently, and your knowledge extends from not knowing what shapes are to being able to solve secrets of the universe.  Whether or not he made you, you sure as fuck don’t have to stay the same.  We’d die out if we did.

      If god didn’t make mistakes then DJ Envy wouldn’t be such a tool.

      i like how after sidney tells him whats up and he goes into petty shit like YOU GOT BIG FEET N HANDS THAT MAKES YOU A MAN

      I got big hands and feet, pretty sure I was born with this vagina. DJ envy a lil bitch

      ^ my sister wears a size 11/12 in shoes and she was definitely born with a vagina. She was wearing a size 10 shoe in the 6th grade.

      This whole interview was really disgusting and unprofessional. When Angela Yee is doing the best job out of all three of the Breakfast Club hosts, then there’s an issue.

      :( i like angela yee
      i don’t expect anything better from dj envy or charlamagne so while this is obvious wild disrespectful, it’s not a shock to me lol.

        bae-stop-playin:

        I be going on whole rants in my head

          californiaafrican:

phattygirls:

AFTER HE SAID “I DON’T EAT PUSSY”

Yes, run!! Sheeeeeeit. My husband ate this morning. I smiled all day!!

          californiaafrican:

          phattygirls:

          AFTER HE SAID “I DON’T EAT PUSSY”

          Yes, run!! Sheeeeeeit. My husband ate this morning. I smiled all day!!
            filed under: lmao, wtf, gifs,
            "Note to my daughter: We have no money, guns, or friends in high places; but we have poetry, and most days, that’s enough to keep us breathing."
            —Staceyann Chin (via newwavefeminism)
              fall flow. 🍂🍃🌾 (at Kathy Kuo Home)

              fall flow. 🍂🍃🌾 (at Kathy Kuo Home)

                bklynboihood:

                GET. INTO. THIS SPREAD. 

                holy shit, autostraddle. kilt it. brought us back to (love) life.

                  bearing—love:

                  catladynextdoor:

                  texas-toker:

                  bassmonstertiff:

                  jinyii:

                  tastefullyoffensive:

                  "Where is your trunk, human?" [x]

                  Cutest elephants ever.

                  hi how are you! my name is Lelophent *tries to shake, feels around awkwardly, finds nose* oh… your trunk is kinda small… hm… well momma said everyone is different and special… nice to meet you “shakes stubby human trunk*

                  I REALLY REALLY REALLY LOVE ELEPHANTS

                  hufflephant
                  alysa this is for you

                  abluesforbrklyn *squeeeee*

                  ohohohoh

                    bearing—love:

                    Tuesday:

                    still hiding my hair under a beanie.

                    'its not so bad if the sweats have flowers on them, is it?'

                    i have done nothing all day. i have a lot to do today.

                    too many words bouncing around inside for me to focus.

                    too many thoughts bouncing around for me to feel.

                    at least my face is nice?

                      "I find myself
                      reading between the lines
                      of every poem you write
                      because the only time
                      you ever thought of me
                      was somewhere
                      in the middle of,
                      ‘Did I lock the door?’
                      and, ‘Are the lights off?’
                      You see, you taught me
                      that I was trapped
                      inbetween afterthoughts
                      so I’m straining
                      to catch notations
                      in the margins
                      because I cannot
                      find any part of me
                      in your poems"
                      and I can’t even read your handwritings anymore — The Whiskey Writer (via the-whiskey-writer)
                        filed under: poetry,
                        "

                        But you out of everyone I’ve ever loved were the only one who was deserving of it, yet you were the one too afraid to hold it between your hands and I want to tell you that I am both angry and sad that you didn’t think you loved me like I deserved because we both know, you loved me as best as you could and it was enough.

                        Wait, don’t say a word. Save it. I don’t want to hear it. Don’t apologize for not being better for me, don’t tell me that the timing was wrong, don’t tell me that if we were meant to be together we would be, because the truth is, you should’ve already learned that nothing worth having comes easy. You should’ve fought for love, like a burning house, like you knew the scars you’d end up with would be worth it.

                        You’re a coward, you deserved me. You took three steps forward and ten steps back and decided that I was too kind for you, too soft spoken, said my heart was in the right place, said yours never had been. I know you were scared, it shook you to think that you could love anything, shook you to think that I could be the one who wrecked you.

                        I’m ready to forgive you, but forgetting takes much longer time, that love was meant to stay.

                        "
                        — Fuck you for being scared // thewordsyouneverunderstood (via thewordsyouneverunderstood)
                          filed under: poetry, poem,
                          "The race card. You’re so worried about it. I’m worried about how it got in the deck."
                          —Paul Mooney (via jawnsbejawnin)
                            "You can keep fuckin that dog if you want to, just don’t expect me to take care of the puppies."

                            Said to a person who won’t let a toxic person go. African American Proverb (via blkproverbs)

                            I’ve never heard this in life.

                            (via dynastylnoire)

                            This don’t sound nothing like a blk person would say. We don’t fuck dogs

                            (via bulma-esque)

                            Never in my Black ass life have I heard this. 

                            Sounds like somebody submitted something anonymously and blkproverbs wasn’t paying too close attention. 

                            (via tashabilities) This is a mess!!! (via kreyolcoco)

                            i don’t know.

                            my dad is from baltimore and they say some ridiculous shit.

                            (via bearing—love)

                                CREDIT