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majiinboo:

  • Do not forget Michael Brown
  • Do not forget how the media dehumanized him and tried to justify his murder
  • Do not forget how peaceful protests were painted as savage riots
  • Do not forget police armed with military grade weapons terrorized and arrested black civilians
  • Do not forget Darren Wilson being awarded over $200,000 in fundraiser donations for murdering an unarmed black child
  • Do not forget that this system was not built to defend us, but to control us
  • Do not forget Ferguson 

“Maybe a relationship is just two idiots who don’t know a damn thing except the fact that they’re willing to figure it out together.”

(via c0ntemplations)

“Hell is,
loving you in my sleep
and waking up alone.”

(via ephemeral-harmful-felicity)

ohadvevo:

This is so deep I’m gonna reevaluate my life

Here’s what our parents never taught us:

You will stay up on your rooftop until sunlight peels away the husk of the moon,
chainsmoking cigarettes and reading Baudelaire, and
you will learn that you only ever want to fall in love with someone
who will stay up to watch the sun rise with you.

You will fall in love with train rides, and sooner or later you will
realize that nowhere seems like home anymore.

A woman will kiss you and you’ll think her lips are two petals
rubbing against your mouth.

You will not tell anyone that you liked it.
It’s okay.
It is beautiful to love humans in a world where love is a metaphor for lust.

You can leave if you want, with only your skin as a carry-on.

All you need is a twenty in your pocket and a bus ticket.
All you need is someone on the other end of the map, thinking about the supple
curves of your body, to guide you to a home that stretches out for miles
and miles on end.

You will lie to everyone you love.
They will love you anyways.

One day you’ll wake up and realize that you are too big for your own skin.

Molt.
Don’t be afraid.

Your body is a house where the shutters blow in and out
against the windowpane.

You are a hurricane-prone area.
The glass will break through often.

But it’s okay. I promise.

Remember,
a stranger once told you that the breeze
here is something worth writing poems about.

“Here’s What Our Parents Never Taught Us,” Shinji Moon   (via le-dilemma)

baeddeldeer:

Why do ppl get so mad when girls like themselves

“$250 for a meet and greet? You better get to suck their dick or something”

my mom (via christmasbarakat)

“One day you’ll kiss someone and know those are the lips you want to kiss for the rest of your life.”

(via that-funny-guy)

“People are prettiest when they talk about something they really love with passion in their eyes.”

(via lara-xo)

cokeflow:

You sing along to Panic At The Disco or you hop out of my car and walk