over those that
will hurt you.
Choose time to
with yourself instead
of those that will
destroy you slowly
from the inside out.
Damn universe, please don’t make me choose between what I want in life and being with the one I love. Can’t we come to a compromise where I can have both? Or doesn’t it work like that?
Better to get hurt by the truth than comforted with a lie.
romanticize the fuck out of life if thats how you cope who cares fuck those text posts that are like “your life will never be a wes anderson movie” well of course it won’t but i’m buying that cute yellow tea kettle anyways motherfucker dont harsh my vibes
And if you’re going to walk out of my life and leave, I ask one thing of you. Once you’re gone and you see that I’m doing fine, don’t you dare come back.
We’re all sinking in the same boat here. We’re all bored and desperate and waiting for something to happen. Waiting for life to get better. Waiting for things to change. Waiting for that one person to finally notice us. We’re all waiting. But we also need to realize that we all have the power to make those changes for ourselves.
— Susane Colasanti, Waiting for You
What is freedom of expression? Without the freedom to offend, it ceases to exist.
I am not Mike Brown. I am white. I am middle class. I am female. I am small. I am not considered a threat. When police see me they see someone who looks like them. They see their mothers, their daughters, their sisters, themselves. I am not at risk of being shot by police for existing while black. I am not at risk of being shot while unarmed. I am not at risk of being shot while armed with nothing more than a BB gun. I am not at risk of being shot for reaching for my wallet. I am privileged.
But I am outraged. And if you aren’t outraged, then you aren’t paying attention. This is America in 2014. This is our reality. It’s so easy to get jaded and to ignore these atrocities, to act like this doesn’t affect us. It’s so easy to get apathetic. In the past it was the youth who protested. Where is the rage of the youth? Where is our rage?
Like I said, I am not Mike Brown. But I am outraged.
You should not
have to rip yourself
into pieces to keep
— i am seeing less and less of you
There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.
I don’t owe people anything, and I don’t have to talk to them any more than I feel I need to.
— Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story