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Anonymous asked: why do black people use you in the wrong context? such is "you ugly" instead of "you're ugly" I know u guys can differentiate, it's a nuisance





you a bitch

It’s called copula deletion, or zero copula. Many languages and dialects, including Ancient Greek and Russian, delete the copula (the verb to be) when the context is obvious.

So an utterance like “you a bitch” in AAVE is not an example of a misused you, but an example of a sentence that deletes the copular verb (are), which is a perfectly valid thing to do in that dialect, just as deleting an /r/ after a vowel is a perfectly valid thing to do in an upper-class British dialect.

What’s more, it’s been shown that copula deletion occurs in AAVE exactly in those contexts where copula contraction occurs in so-called “Standard American English.” That is, the basic sentence “You are great” can become “You’re great” in SAE and “You great” in AAVE, but “I know who you are” cannot become “I know who you’re” in SAE, and according to reports, neither can you get “I know who you” in AAVE.

In other words, AAVE is a set of grammatical rules just as complex and systematic as SAE, and the widespread belief that it is not is nothing more than yet another manifestation of deeply internalized racism.

I love linguistics! 

Something I Need


(drabble based on this onerepublic song)

He wakes when the clouds that obscure the stars begin to drift away, revealing the moon and letting its soft white glow shine through the window.

She is sleeping on her stomach, her head turned to the side on the pillow, the short copper strands of her hair spread around her like a halo; she breathes deeply, her chest rising with each inhale, her lips parting with each exhale. Her eyelashes are dark against the pale pink flush of her skin and the moonlight dances across the freckles on her bare shoulders.

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  • me: i don't even care. i'm not going to talk about this anymore.
  • ...
  • me: and you know what else? [2000 word rant]


Levi’s heart is like a teacup.

Small, hollow, fragile, and cold without his golden tea.