what started off as a joke, that became serious in cutting my dreads off, has now become a save my dreads. and here’s how it works.
I need $1,300 by tomorrow to pay for the rest of my fees to get me to Togo, West Africa. if 23 of you donate $50 I will keep my dreads. If somehow that money is no where close to being paid for, I’ll give it up and cut off my dreads. And let’s just say I have pretty awesome dreads…
Reblog? Give me a holler for info on how to donate.
my fart brain said this.. but not as eloquent at first;
i never got past freaking pixel one of the picture
you had the whole picture, no, you had a masterpiece.. an oil painted hand crafted stretched canvas of blood joy sweat love and tears laid out before you and then ignited… smoldering colors just like fading emotions
“despite the insane amount of spiritual warfare in sexual desires - i honestly ache for the day i can voice my true adorant affections OUT LOUD for my future wife. it will be love in its purest form, and it will be so immensely beautiful. God as my witness.”—thank you for this. thank You for this.