Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.
there’s a love between us still,
but something’s changed, and I don’t know why.
and all I want to do is go home with you, but
I know I’m out of my mind.
you want to touch me, but you’re too late
you want to touch me, but there’s too much history
starting to live the lies we tell ourselves,
I only need you to be friends with me.touch, shura.
throwback to last Thursday, experiencing #mia live. dopest live experience. #tbt
Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and I will take you to the candy shop. I’ll let you lick the lolly pop. Go ahead girl and don’t you stop. Keep going until you hit the spot (WHOA).
“I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday.”
“White men make up approximately 36% of the population, but commit 75% of mass shootings. What would be called terrorism by any other skin tone is suddenly some mysterious unnamed disease. We as a society are perfectly happy to further stigmatize mentally ill people, who are far more likely to be victims of violence than commit violence, in the service of protecting white supremacy and male entitlement.”
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She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?”