Naaya Angelou

everything takes time. everything be slow like that sax note. 

[ceebla]

if you’re reading this know- i feel at peace. i did the best i could do in this lifetime and i look forward to not hurting anymore. curious to see what awaits

[ceebla]

so much anger packed in my body. i want to set it all on fire

[ceebla]

so much of what and who i love have become past tense

[ceebla]

I really hate everybody

[ceebla]

sometimes i feel like my heart will stop beating

[ceebla]

being alive hurts too much

[ceebla]

sometimes i’m scared my heart is going to stop

[ceebla]

one thing that’s always going to be intact is my fucking integrity. i don’t care who you are

[ceebla]

lol dawg i really DON’T like my family

[metamorphesque]

― Akwaeke Emezi, The Death of Vivek Oji

[ text ID: What do you do when you’re not allowed to be angry at God? ]

[hypebeast]

[nontemporary]

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[yodaprod]

Los Angeles in the 90s By John Humble

[flowerytale]

Anaïs Nin, from “The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939–1944“

[givingdirt]

[soracities]

Angela Carter, The Magic Toyshop

[Text ID: “October, crisp, misty, golden October, when the light is sweet and heavy.”]

[ceebla]

sometimes i think my heart might stop beating