mama this surely is a dream.
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mama this surely is a dream.
there she was.
“No one loves life more than we do, in a way, because we are so conscious about death. The preciousness of life standing side to side to the one place we’re all going to. Everybody in this planet boarded a train that was, final destination, death. So [in] the train, we’re gonna live, we’re gonna have beauty and love and freedom. And I think that when you eliminate one of the two sides of the ecuation, it’s a panflet. When you take in account the dark to tell the light, it’s reality.” - Guillermo del Toro
cashier: sorry for your wait. we’re short-staffed today
millennial: oh that’s ok no worries :)
 baby boomer:
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you make me feel like i'm in a loveless relationship
a call of action for "allies"
it’s not enough to affirm what i already know or to thank me for “providing you with insight” or a “new perspective.”
instead, internalize what i’ve shared with you, let it teach you what it means to empathize with people like me, and be the person you would need if you were put in my position.
if i’m so soft and you’re so hard
then why won’t this stainless steel peel through the layers of skin when i slide it over my flesh
why won’t it pierce through the bones i press against and pour me all out over the floors
cool girl vibes—even if y'all ain't with it.
every morning, at 3 am exactly, my body wakes itself up to remember how you told me you weren’t good enough for me how you decided you get to make that decision for me
then i remember the times and how in every moment you were good enough you were just stuck inside your mind you traveled so deeply into the dark spaces in your mind you ceased to see who you are
a good man
and so, when i wake up at 3 am every morning like clockwork no matter how deeply i have finally rested my stomach is in knots my body runs to the toilet to throw up the feelings i can no longer come to you with
Flowers by Irving Penn