Our hallway upstairs has built in shelves, just like across the whole hallway, because my dad has so!many!books! It’s just a long corridor of books. We’ve moved seven times (eight for the family, I stayed in America during their last move) and like all I remember doing in my youth is packing all my dad’s books in boxes, than unpacking, and then packing again. He didn’t take his books on the most recent transatlantic move, but he’s already amassed a collection of at least a 1000 books, some of which are second and third copies of books he already has here…

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Anonymous asked:

Is frank ocean gay or not cuz he says her and him in his songs?

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odd-squad:

GQ: So do you consider yourself bisexual?
Frank Ocean: You can move to the next question. I’ll respectfully say that life is dynamic and comes along with dynamic experiences, and the same sentiment that I have towards genres of music, I have towards a lot of labels and boxes and shit. I’m in this business to be creative—I’ll even diminish it and say to be a content provider. One of the pieces of content that I’m for fuck sure not giving is porn videos. I’m not a centerfold. I’m not trying to sell you sex. People should pay attention to that in the letter: I didn’t need to label it for it to have impact. Because people realize everything that I say is so relatable, because when you’re talking about romantic love, both sides in all scenarios feel the same shit. As a writer, as a creator, I’m giving you my experiences. But just take what I give you. You ain’t got to pry beyond that. I’m giving you what I feel like you can feel. The other shit, you can’t feel. You can’t feel a box. You can’t feel a label. Don’t get caught up in that shit. There’s so much something in life. Don’t get caught up in the nothing. That shit is nothing, you know? It’s nothing. Vanish the fear.

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I also left the table early because the kids mom said “as you can see I’m not a girly girl, I’m more a kickboxing and iron man watching kind of person,” all in response to my admission that I enjoyed frozen the movie. I just sighed deeply, like,

I think my 10yo brothers friend had a really existential moment at dinner just now, he’s Lebanese as well, raised in a very atheist house, like a We Hate All Religion house, to the point that when his dad found out that my brothers sometimes go to Friday prayer he didn’t allow his son to play with my brother on Fridays. He was over with his mom today and my mom naturally invited them to stay for dinner—break fast technically, a pretty religious feast given we’ve been fasting all day i guess. We all sat down, around lentil soup, meat pies, mini homemade pizzas, tabbouleh, stuffed grape leaves (the cold kind stuffed with veggies), and my fav dish: rice with ground beef, fried cauliflower, fried eggplant, and tomatoes, layered in a pan that you flip, to end up with a rice cake, with layers of cauliflower and eggplant. We sat around the food but this kid wouldn’t sit, three four five times “sit down, try the soup!” But he stayed in the corner shaking his head, no no I’m not hungry I’m not hungry and I’m not really sure it was about the food as much as why we were eating it all together at that specific time

I was like, pretty colonized you know, I was so good at pretending I wasn’t Arab I started believing it and would blink surprisingly at myself when I’d how well I actually speak / understand / read Arabic. During the “”Arab Spring”” (pointed look at that phrase…) I got into a heated argument disguised as discussion about how much agency American-Arabs have re expressing “authentic solidarity.” I screamed, like no you don’t have any right to feel empowered because the Libyans revolted, Egyptians revolted, Syrians revolted, the only connection you have to that region is you parents and a couple memorable summers, what right do you have really. I would bristle when I would meet a Libyan who in the span of few months went from being causally Libyan to Super Libyan. And like, I *still* don’t really know how I feel about it, but. I do want to go to Lebanon, and Palestine. I have Strong Opinions about Middle Eastern politics, I have stories, and a warmth towards Arabs, I get excited when I meet Arabs and I enjoy talking to them, not because we are Arab-Americans, just because like, we are a little more same than my white friends who I have to coax to try the kibbeh nayyih or the laban drink. I identify with the Arab diaspora, I’m not less American or less “”assimilated”” because of that

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Anonymous asked:

How do Muslim girls learn so much about sex :S

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tasnimsmentalroadtrip:

Sorry I forgot that Muslim women only reproduce via ankle flashing