she so vain.

... so cool she give head wit her shades on ...

music.beyonce.food.art.fashion.blackpeople.clothes.
funnyshit.dumbshit.love.photography.vintage.
mixedgirls.babies.shoes.jewelry.decor.vacations.architecture.
edible cuteness.

edible cuteness.

nerosis:

John “Chip” Scarlett is an award-winning underwater still photographer. First certified as a diver 45 years ago, Chip and his wife Susan have dived extensively in the Caribbean and the Pacific. Chip’s work, including both covers and portfolios, has appeared in Ocean Realm, Nature’s Best Magazine, Outside, Fathoms, Scuba Diver, Australasian Scuba Diver, Dive Adventure and has been featured in several compendia of underwater images. He has been exhibited at the British Underwater Image Festival in Birmingham, Asian Dive Expo (ADEX) in Singapore, the Environmental Photography Invitational gallery show in Seattle, and the Festival Mondial de l’Image Sous Marine in Antibes. He is also active in shark conservation with several organizations.


i am in awe. i can only imagine.

Anonymous asked: if you haven't realized anyone can just become a rapper in this generation rappers don't rap about there struggles no more its money pussy and weed your opinion on iggy is stupid she set out a dream and succeeded correct? that's what she wanted to do with her life and shes making it. why point only her out? the whole rap industry is rapping about the same thing over and over again.

you are right, however i only commented on iggy because she is the latest frustration that i have with hip hop. it must have taken great courage to anonymously state how you feel about my personal opinion.

This picture epitomizes why I cannot stand Iggy Azalea. This bandanna and those fucking earrings. Her persona bleeds: gimmick. She’s a white girl who raps. I respected Eminem in an era where everyone doubted the white boy with skill because he at least came from a struggle. He wasn’t just rapping about some shit that he didn’t know about. He rapped about living in a trailer park with a slutty, drug addicted mother. Iggy is fucking rapping about murder, murder when she was born on 12 acres of land in Australia. Really, Iggy? This is your struggle?
I can fully understand the love she developed for the music. Hip hop is an era; a movement. However, my beef is that she’s rapping about shit she hasn’t experienced. Why are you so angry, Iggy? Nothing, that’s what. She’s not angry at all. She’s a white girl who picked up a mic to mimic what she thinks a rapper should be.
Please get the fuck out of here and have several seats! I will rejoice when she fades away.
And T.I. for entertaining this shit? I have a problem with your ass too.

This picture epitomizes why I cannot stand Iggy Azalea. This bandanna and those fucking earrings. Her persona bleeds: gimmick. She’s a white girl who raps. I respected Eminem in an era where everyone doubted the white boy with skill because he at least came from a struggle. He wasn’t just rapping about some shit that he didn’t know about. He rapped about living in a trailer park with a slutty, drug addicted mother. Iggy is fucking rapping about murder, murder when she was born on 12 acres of land in Australia. Really, Iggy? This is your struggle?

I can fully understand the love she developed for the music. Hip hop is an era; a movement. However, my beef is that she’s rapping about shit she hasn’t experienced. Why are you so angry, Iggy? Nothing, that’s what. She’s not angry at all. She’s a white girl who picked up a mic to mimic what she thinks a rapper should be.

Please get the fuck out of here and have several seats! I will rejoice when she fades away.

And T.I. for entertaining this shit? I have a problem with your ass too.

Swag, baby. Swag.

Swag, baby. Swag.

Going nowhere fast
We’ve reached a climax
We’re together, now we’re undone
Won’t commit so we choose to run away
Do we separate? Ooooh

Don’t want to give in so we both gave up
Can’t take it back, it’s too late, we’ve reached a climax - a climax

Climax. Usher.

This is my life these days.

deaimmortale:

fashionmusiclife:

Team Baby Mama.

lmfaoooo. This is hilarious to me because I stan for Janay so hard. If you think I go hard in the paint for Mercedes, you’ve seen nothing.

 I love me some Janay. All she did was get pregnant by a good man who was still in love with someone else.  She is the most mature of their triangle. I wish the Game’s writers would have chosen to focus more on the dynamic of that relationship.

deaimmortale:

fashionmusiclife:

Team Baby Mama.

lmfaoooo. This is hilarious to me because I stan for Janay so hard. If you think I go hard in the paint for Mercedes, you’ve seen nothing.

 I love me some Janay. All she did was get pregnant by a good man who was still in love with someone else.  She is the most mature of their triangle. I wish the Game’s writers would have chosen to focus more on the dynamic of that relationship.

(via amberagron)

he is the cutest!

he is the cutest!

Expect anything from anyone; the devil was once an angel.

—Drizzy (via propertiesofoctober)

Child Support.

Child. Support. No, he doesn’t need shoes and clothes every month, you’re right.

BUT

He wants to go to McDonald’s, I take him.

The movies, I take him.

Skating, I take him.

To the park, I take him.

I take him to go play with friends.

He needs pencils to do his homework and flashcards to practice his multiplication table.

Did you know he likes to draw and write? He has 17 composition folders of creation.

And he wants to play sports; that shit costs money too.

You don’t have to worry about any of this shit because you never have him. Child support is more than buying clothes and shoes. Help me support your child’s personality, strength and build his character with experiences, you fucking asshole.

“All those other men were practice for me. For me.” - Drake
Drake croons these lyrics spaced with perfect timing over a harmony reminiscient of some kind of beautiful love song, but can a man really take his woman seriously knowing how many men she jumped up and down in the bed with?
I can only imagine the questions that follow telling your man that all the other men were practice. “How many men?!” Lmao.

“All those other men were practice for me. For me.” - Drake

Drake croons these lyrics spaced with perfect timing over a harmony reminiscient of some kind of beautiful love song, but can a man really take his woman seriously knowing how many men she jumped up and down in the bed with?

I can only imagine the questions that follow telling your man that all the other men were practice. “How many men?!” Lmao.