I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.
Thought Catalog (via crystalinecstasy)
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sirius black? i think you mean sirius african american
african european you dumb racist shit
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i just want perfect skin and hair and teeth and body proportions and endless supplies of money and intelligence is that too much to ask for
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If there is a God, He will have to beg my forgiveness.
A phrase that was carved on the walls of a concentration camp cell during WWII by a Jewish prisoner (via milktree)
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You tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake…You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that.
Warsan Shire (via paveo)
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