Has anyone else noticed that it's bad
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@essenceofsky
Has anyone else noticed that it's bad
ahaha
flight to philadelphia. // some days trick me more than others, even a year later. // #napowrimo #poetry #poetsofinstagram (at Philadelphia, Pennsylvania) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvvFkyBhcUh/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=14tnkfqzb5ly
Let joy be the memory that carries you / a handful of petals that blooms / from the smallest whisper of your own name 📸: @cajla (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvkTe8xBzlv/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1l64gyknqlybh
“I was more insecure when I was 20 than I am at 47. At 47 it’s like, “You need me to put on a crazy dress with mirrors? Yeah, sure. I’m going to work the shit out of this!” I don’t know what I’m doing. It’s, like, you give less fucks. [..] Aging is the greatest. It really gives you more space to be that person in the mirrored dress who has always been inside.” — Sandra Oh for InStyle.
pale fruit. - - - - - - #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #writer #poetry #intersectionality #lgbt #qpoc (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bthd8m1BeCV/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=189y9ib3h0uii
for me. for @jussiesmollett. sigh. (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtPTtvZhk-4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=s6rv9j5iqfos
a brief reminder from yours, truly. be soft & without doubt today. (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsglK4LhY_E/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1wh66xirl27fs
That part
2018 was such a heavy drag to pull myself out from. I loved the deepest love I had ever known; wherever he is in the world, I hope his life has been kind. This year was definitely the process of cleaning up the mess and falling into grace with an open heart. I may have lost a lot, but I gained such a stronger sense of myself that from here on, nothing will compromise my peace. I had some beautiful performances, shared the bright laughter of my friendships, and even graced the cover of a national magazine (thank you @theadvocatemag). To begin 2019, I have created another life for myself and it’s going to be a good one. I have released all fear & doubt, and forgiven everything that tried to claim me in the dark. Always remember: Your Movement is Your Masterpiece. Now go, move. 📸: @katrinakirkpatrick (at Joshua Tree National Park) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsEe7P_BaZY/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=15942g4xj9zt6
creation. prompt by: @daleneuringer x @wordplay_night (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Brg-iYch8aG/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=vcbmd4r71oz4
You deserve to love again.
men are so cute but so so so so so so so stupid
necromancy. - - - - #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #writer #poetry #poems #lgbt #queerwriters #blackwriters (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrETSDghtlv/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=fk5m6k9bqtua
Your hurt is temporary. Your anger is temporary. Your sadness is temporary.
Ever wonder who the gayest nerd was in 1st grade? Ever wonder who placed 3rd in the spelling be that year to two white boys who received easier words like “pipe” while I received words like “friend”? Ever wonder about the boy I was before I grew into sour blood and tired feet and a tug of hearts around my waist like a trail of empty tin cans? Ever wonder how much hope I’d been before? #tbt (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqyIZ8Jhx9k/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=yjdy0d6xbd1w
I feel like someone in japan in the 1980s perfectly predicted the kind of thing tumblr would love in 2018
Visual representation of feeling yourself
getting her oats grains AND barley