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[americanboycolour]

The Somber Bliss of Saying Hello to Goodbye 🥺💔🫡

-Written Solely by DeVontre J.

I have cried an ocean countless times , in my mind

I have dreamt of drowning myself in that sorrow, not being able to see tomorrow

To love or not to love,

To choose me or choose the drugs ..

My heart can’t help but beat for you

My brain can’t help but think of you..

I see you and I can’t unsee what you two have done

All the sex, the lies, the fun

The happiness of you two under the sun

Boils my blood to a point of making me implode

I loved you with a love so powerful

It’s enough to make me explode

I thought I saw me in your eyes

I thought I loved you through the lies

Then I began to realize ..

Real eyes realize real lies

I got caught up in a moment of infatuation

Stuck on you … mesmerization

Filled with emotions …frustration …

You showed me how not to be loved .. a demonstration

Yet here I am in bed losing my cool over you

While your probably in the bed with someone new

I thought what we had was love

Something angelic, sent from above

But what we had, you tossed

The love of ours - star crossed

I think of you all the time

Forever you’ll remain in my mind

You had my very heart

From the first glimpse, the start

What made us grow apart

What made you give back my heart

I guess the weight of me was too much for you to bear

Yet every time you called me .. I was there

Now alone I sit, in despair

While away you are, without a care

The love slipped between my hands

I just wanted one last dance

I’m trying to grow closer to God

But that means to grow apart from you

I loved my Qorter so much, I never spent it

But my love .. you resented it

Sent it back .. without a second glance

Left me stuck in the moment.. a trance

Every time I sit and feel down and listen to my solo cries

I die a little bit as you leave my eyes

What we have may be gone forever and a friendship may not be able to grow

As much as I hate to say it .. we reap what we sow

Now I know all to well

The stories of life and grandeur you always did tell

Were they truthful in that moment or lies from the start?

Who knew that you’d break my heart

You were Caught in the act with someone else

While here I sit, as my love melts

I was your country boy

You were my beautiful, piece of joy

I gave too much love away

Now you don’t care to see me .. as you stay away

I go on and try to keep strong

But who knows when or how long

The fire in your hair and the ocean in your eyes

It caught me all by a surprise

I can’t fathom you with another

Even though I know we aren’t meant to be.. my almost lover

Lovers lost is true

Im unsure how I fell for you

I asked you to call me and you say Y

Now I sit here, listen to music and cry

But I shall get over this and over you

But remember I had no choice nor did I want to

You let go of my hand

Now here , in sadness, I stand

I’ll gain my strength soon

The thought of you may be gone by noon

The things you say

The way we’d play

Even though I no longer care to stay

I wanted you for the rest of my life, day by day

You said you loved me and I thought you were serious

Guess your smile & the infatuation had me delirious

I’ll soon let you go ..this I know

Just remember, I didn’t want to though

You gotta live and I do too

I wish I could live for you

But we’re star-crossed lovers man

I just hate to have to carry this weight, I can’t seem to understand

I craved a love out of you that you despised

I could see it that day of your anger.. all over your eyes

When you left me out in the cold

Standing there all alone

I still tried to keep you safe with prayer ..

Even when you weren’t there

I’ll always pray for you

Cause star-crossed or not..the love I had was true

It was true to me and true to you.. in the most vulnerable way

Now I gotta figuring out living without you

Every single day

Yet still I pray

For your health and your wealth

While trying to back away from you.. with little to no stealth

Every step you take back, I take one forward

I try not to look back, yet walking away I feel like a coward.

God despised the love I had for you

But God knows our hearts, is true.

I’m getting better by the day and I’ll always wish things were different

But I can’t stop my life or live yours

we had a sickness and we weren’t each others cures

I thought you and I were meant to be

Yet now I see

You belong to someone else, the world

Even though I’m a man, I felt like your favorite girl

As I turn to God, I hope someday you will too.

What’s for me will always be for me,

I’m standing in it .. very carefully

I gotta let these feelings go.

I’ll still love you .. but more as a brother

Though I hoped to be your significant other

I’ll always send my prayers and love with you where you go

I just pray you continue to hold on and find God before either of us go

You promised to not die on me and I hope you keep it

Thought I moved in silence, the love I had for you was never a secret.

Stay safe, I pray God will make sure of that

I’m on a road to a better life .. trying not to look back

Don’t think of this as goodbye but more of a hello

Bye to the old me, making room to grow

I hope you grow too

I’m sad there couldn’t be a me and you ….. 💔🥺😪

[americanboycolour]

Leave it all behind me?

Leave it all behind me…

I have never felt this way before ..I mean I have, but yet we laugh

The pain never leaves me, the sadness always sees me…

Coming round the corner, tears rolling down …

Yet as much as it hurts, I don’t make a sound.

I thought you were my friend … we are right?

Yet I saw something that went against everything you told me …

Thought this was the new you, but it seems to be the old me

No one to talk to or hold me

No one ever there to console me …

I know you don’t mean to hurt me, so I kept it to myself

I endured pain in silence, because I didn’t know what else?

I thought it was love or maybe I wanted it to be…

How hurtful it was to me …

Having no idea how you felt … or didn’t feel …

Holding me to a standard that everyone else wasn’t held to ..

I guess you held me to a standard because maybe I wasn’t your type ..

Yet you were mine …

I called you mine and you called me friend ..

Is this really how my heart will break.. all over again?

I don’t want this to be the end, but maybe it is …

I took ahold of you and cared as hard and as deeply as I could …

But maybe I’m just not what you’re used to ..

Guess there was nothing I could do for you 💔😪

- written by Tre’Princeton

[americanboycolour]

Wilted Heart 3:46 AM

Mind be overloaded .. feels like I’m losing it and dying all at the same time.. but it’s as if I can’t die .. it’s a perpetual state of hurt for me. It’s cuts me so deeply, so sharply.. but I cherish it. How could I cherish such a gift? Because it’s all I have .. you gave me nothing, now it’s all I’ve got .. you could never tell .. that I loved you so well, so tenderly- while you defiled my emotions, no empathy .. you shot ice into my heart .. and like an addict, I couldn’t get enough of.. I let so much time pass, and man did it go fast.. I believed in this dream I had.. never thought it’d be a dream disguised as a nightmare… how could I be so blind…so deaf… I touched forbidden fruit.. and it wasn’t meant be .. it poisoned me …I reached for your heart, but it wasn’t out of grasp…yet I could feel every beat as if it were my own pulse…I thought I’d been found, but no, only lost…I loved a heart that could never be mine .. I thought we be fine.. I thought WE had time …but it’s flown by .. didn’t mean to..but WE did …Did I cross the line? 💔

I was shot in the heart from the start .. I was so busy trying to keep your heart beating.. I didn’t realize mine was fading away .. 💔🥀

-written by Tre’Princeton

[action]

When Derek Chauvin was found guilty on all three charges surrounding his murder of George Floyd, the conversation found on Tumblr (and elsewhere online) reflected two major points:

This is not justice being served. There is no justice in the face of murder, and if there were, it certainly would not be found within the American carceral system. The verdict stemming from this trial will not stop the violence and oppression Black people face at the hands of an over-policed country.

“Black people don’t need reminders that Chauvin’s guilty verdict doesn’t mean the fight is over. It’s okay to celebrate small victories.”

These truths are not at odds with each other. They can, and will, co-exist.

Take a moment today to celebrate George Floyd and his beautiful family. Keep his little daughter in your mind and hearts. If you want to feel a bit of relief that at least one person was found guilty for their hateful, heinous crime—please do so. And then remember that it was just one person. Remember that if you are an ally and an accomplice, you must not stop learning. You must not stop fighting for real justice.

Accountability for police killings is rare:

Since 2005, 140 law enforcement officers have been arrested for on-duty manslaughter and murder. Only 8—5%—have been convicted.

And that doesn’t account for the 98% of police killings where there were no arrests for murder or manslaughter.

Black people are three times more likely to be killed by police

And then yesterday, roughly one hour after Nancy Pelosi thanked George Floyd for “sacrificing” his “life for justice,” police in Columbus, Ohio shot and killed 16-year-old Ma'Khia Bryant.

That is not what justice looks like.

Rest in power, George Floyd.

Rest in power, Ma’Khia Bryant.

[staff]

Rest in power.

[jheneaiko]

#2Fish2 💭

[neguinhxx]

By MILK & HONEY LONDON.

[swamprat-1]

[whoaamugg]

Things that I’m trying to do with a special someone

-share my favorite snacks -stay up all night talking about life -hold your hand -cuddle any chance we get -wear matching sweat suits on lazy days -rub on your booty -travel the world -build a future -listen/pay attention to every detail -forehead kisses -bubble baths -cook in the nude -surpise you at work with flowers and lunch -support you during road rage -laugh at your jokes..even when they are not funny -long walks through the city -get drunk at the club and grab pizza after -long showers with candles and music -stay in and watch movies -love on your flaws because they separate you from everyone else -be there for you emotionally and physically -help better you while you help better me

[deekwallace]

Bro say it louder for the people in the back please !!!!!!!!!!

[are-you-even-gluten-free-bro]

do you want to know something?? I always wondered what the hell kind of hairstyle the Ancient Egyptians were trying to portray with depictions like these

and this

until I did my hair this morning and 

oh

welp

you can take the noses off our statues but until you find a way to take Egypt out of Africa we’re still going to find ourselves

[are-you-even-gluten-free-bro]

I’m reblogging this post without all the salty, racist commentary because I’m sick of looking at it. please spread this around again in its pure form for posterity.

[hotboytev]

What’s funny is that white people thought they were hats/crowns 😂

[esiuqram]

ESIUQRAM

[robosaurusrex]

Here’s a really good post about this.

And here’s some pictures of the Afar people, who still live on the horn of Africa today.

Cool, huh?

[theoriginalblackbarbie]

Beautiful

[jasoncanty01]

People thought it was Hats and Crowns? How could they not see hair?

[ohgodshesloose]

The same reason archaeologists, upon finding a woman’s skeleton in the grave of a famous Roman gladiator, immediately wondered where the gladiator’s skeleton was: Old Straight White Man™ brand denial.

[vaspider]

Same way they denied the Really Gay Egyptian Tomb, too. It’s kind of a Thing.

This post is amazing, I’m so glad it exists. I have learned.

[lapunkrockmere-deactivated20170]

There is so much greatness in this post and all white people care about is defending why they thought the depictions are hats. White people??? Why are you like this???

[so-much-history-in-these-streets]

I’m salty as fuck that we were taught they were crowns at SCHOOL. For Christ sake.

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[americanboycolour]

🖤✨

[lostmyheadk]

“For what it’s worth: It’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via amortizing)

[refinery29]

Kerry Washington shares her thoughts on how she believes she can best contribute to diversity in Hollywood.

Gifs: The Oscars on ABC

[autohaste]

I really love her answer

[ohkimani]

“taking back the narrative” is this era’s “she found herself”, pass it on.

[weloveshortvideos]

[harcules]

this is what it’s like having siblings

[smolfreedomsupporter]

Accurate

[poorlytimed-deactivated20190607]

the screech lmfaooo

[americanboycolour]

Pretty much 🤷🏾‍♂️

[zooviette]

[reverseracism]

The list goes on too

[nutjobb]

#RealShit’

[salutetherebel]

EVERYTHING they {white ppl} got they got from us!!

[dicknbrains28]

Had to repost

[frankocean]

-5

[amandla]

INFILTRATE

[baileyresearch]

Kerry James Marshall - Artist