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You’re the only one.
Moonlight (2016) dir. Barry Jenkins
doodled azula from some different episodes
there are so many really great REALLY INFORMATIVE guides like this on Instagram.
here's one from @courtneyahndesign (on insta)
This is important to everyone - no matter you country. As a white person, use your privilege to support PoC, fight with them, build them up, give over your platform so their voices can be heard. If you are silent, you are complicit.
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“falling off pages beheld to rivers i talk in oasis to feel you in edges i speak to you at night a numbness i seem to hold too tight like your rope around my neck the ceiling at grasp i feel in a darkness one which feels good to be in the pavement moves yet i stand still my shoes ache yet i stand here i used to feel you in night in shadows of my mind in corners i turn the blue burns like you used to i used to feel used too and i talk in tongues in honest regard in a moment of dark hoorah the ceiling grasps my hands i seem to attack skin peels i feel you all too well with a shell on my back hell in my hands i break to bend crawling to be things make sense in the end or it’s what people tell me”
— pacing hands words by dominic riccitello
friend who has read receipts on: *reads my message at 8:00 and still hasnt replied at 8:02*
me: i get it. nothing ive ever said has or ever will matter to you. i understand now how foolish i was to think our chats were pertinent, important, significant to you. i hope you have a nice rest of your life because i am finished with these mind games.