1. the state of growing together.
2. Biology: the growing together of related parts, tissues, or cells; a growing together of initially separate parts or organs.
3. the amassing of physical particles.
Etymology: from Latin concrēscentia, from concrēscere - to grow together, from crēscere - to grow; see crescent.
[Tomasz Alen Kopera]
"A woman-of-color who writes poetry or paints or dances or makes movies knows there is no escape from race or gender when she is writing or painting. She can’t take off her color and sex and leave them at the door or her study or studio. Nor can she leave behind her history. Art is about identity, among other things, and her creativity is political."
YESSSSSSSSS TRUE GODDAMNIT
Last night I ran into a girl at waffle house whom I used to go to middle school with. Her coworker’s iPhone was playing Pandora, and Rihanna’s “Cake” song came on, and I said “oooh, I like this song”. They asked who it was, and I told them. They both scrunched their noses, and I said “I like that she’s so unashamed about being sexual; I think she’s a badass” and girl from middle school just goes, “Mm-mm…” rather disapprovingly.
Which goes right back to why I love Rihanna - ‘cause she doesn’t give a fuck.
(Source: fuckyeahrihanna, via fornicuslordofbondageandpain)
CAN I JUST SAY
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A THRIFTY BATHING SUIT
FOR PEOPLE WITH LARGE BOOBS.