Gelo's Mind

Ask me questions tho.

“where are my glasses?”
— anyone who’s ever had glasses (via communistbakery)

(via oseagallo)

This whiskey got me feeling super romantic.

I did go up 3 hours to see my bf today but he’s not here right now for me to rub his booty.

Major issue

versacepromises:

y’all don’t realize what would happen to me if nicki minaj ever started dating a girl

(via enemy0gene)

yasgawd:

once you stop comparing yourself to european beauty standards you will find yourself in love with your reflection

(via mamarican)

BRUTAL HONESTY HOUR.

A - If I'm in love.

B - Who the last person I talked to on the phone was.

C - How long it's been since I've kissed.

D - If I have a preference for boys or girls.

E - How many holes I have in my ears.

F - Give me any options, like 'hot or cold?'

G - The last person I said 'I love you' to.

H - The last person I hugged.

I - The last time I felt jealous, and why.

J - Are you insecure. What about?

K - What my full name is.

L - If I have siblings.

M - If I forgive betrayal.

N - If you want to know how I treat my friends.

O - If I like my school.

P - What kind of music I like.

Q - What the last party I went to was, and when the next will be.

R - For me to tell 10 of my curiosities.

S - 2 habits.

T - 5 things I love unconditionally.

U - How many texts I send daily.

V - 3 big dreams.

W - An idol.

X - If I've done something I regret very much.

Y - If I like my town and why.

Z - Ask any question you want.

raveneuse:

Bains rituels, 2009. Photographed by http://picspics.fr.

They are named Erzulie, Cousin Zaka, Ogoun Feray. They are the lwas in Creole language, the voodoo pantheon of spirits. They are bridges between humans and the Bondye, the Supreme Being viewed as inaccessible by Voodoo believers. Every July, thousands of Haitians take good luck baths in Saut d’Eau. There, catholics give thanks to the Virgin Mary. Voodoo believers bath in a fall to worship Erzulie, the voodoo spirit of love and motherly protector. Some enter into a trance. Candles are placed between the roots of huge trees honored as resting places of the lwas. In Plaine du Nord, Northern Haiti, catholic pilgrims celebrate Saint-Jacques-The Saviour and Voodoo believers Papa Ogoun Feray, the lwa of war. Founding spirit of the revolt of the slaves, Papa Ogoun Feray is praised for its power to fight poverty. His followers take mud baths in the Pool Saint-Jacques and kill in sacrifice red roosters and black bulls. With the faith renewed, they end their pilgrimage to the seaside city of Lemonade and purify their soul and body in the Atlantic waters.

raveneuse:

Bains rituels, 2009. Photographed by http://picspics.fr.

They are named Erzulie, Cousin Zaka, Ogoun Feray. They are the lwas in Creole language, the voodoo pantheon of spirits. They are bridges between humans and the Bondye, the Supreme Being viewed as inaccessible by Voodoo believers. Every July, thousands of Haitians take good luck baths in Saut d’Eau. There, catholics give thanks to the Virgin Mary. Voodoo believers bath in a fall to worship Erzulie, the voodoo spirit of love and motherly protector. Some enter into a trance. Candles are placed between the roots of huge trees honored as resting places of the lwas. In Plaine du Nord, Northern Haiti, catholic pilgrims celebrate Saint-Jacques-The Saviour and Voodoo believers Papa Ogoun Feray, the lwa of war. Founding spirit of the revolt of the slaves, Papa Ogoun Feray is praised for its power to fight poverty. His followers take mud baths in the Pool Saint-Jacques and kill in sacrifice red roosters and black bulls. With the faith renewed, they end their pilgrimage to the seaside city of Lemonade and purify their soul and body in the Atlantic waters.

(via hoodoo-seed)

blackpoemusic:

Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature’s law is wrong it learned to walk without having feet. Funny it seems, but by keeping it’s dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared.
The Rose that Grew From Concrete by 2Pac Shakur

blackpoemusic:

Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? 
Proving nature’s law is wrong it learned to walk without having feet. 
Funny it seems, but by keeping it’s dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. 
Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared.

The Rose that Grew From Concrete by 2Pac Shakur

(via carshenaclayton)