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@nigerian-rhapsody
[A white fortune cookie paper with blue text reading: Your dreams are never silly; depend on them to guide you. Lucky Numbers 1, 2, 8, 7, 40, 43]
I can feel that 2020 is going to change my life for the better and that i’m going to be in a new direction. I can’t even describe it, I just have a gut feeling that i’m going to meet people and be in the right place at the right time for the circumstances that are divinely timed just for me. overwhelmed with good thoughts and hopes for what is to come
its true that crying wont solve things but we dont cry to solve. we cry to release
“Black women deserve respect no matter their occupation or personality. Black women deserve love and peace in the midst of constant devaluation. Black women deserve life and safety. Black women deserve the end to oppression against their very being. A Black woman deserves so much more than what the world offers her.”
— endlessrebel
ANNIE HSIAO-CHING WANG
ARTIST
carravagio, judith beheading holofernes, (1598, palazzo barberini)
“i want a word for the almost-home. that point where the highway’s monotony becomes familiar that subway stop whose name will always wake you from day’s-end dozing that first glimpse of the skyline that you never loved until you left it behind. what do you call the exit sign you see even in your dreams? is there a name for the airport terminal you come back to, comfortably exhausted? i need a word for rounding your corner onto your street, for seeing your city on the horizon, for flying homewards down your highway. give me a word for the boundary between the world you went to see and the small one you call your own. i want a word for the moment you know you’re almost home.”
— there and back again, n.m.h.
I’ve been really trying to get better but life in general seems very pointless
it doesn’t matter how good you’re doing, those sad nights will creep up on you from time to time and that’s ok. doesn’t mean all your progress is gone
me at the office when my second cup of coffee finally kicks in
I hope you will find a job that fulfills you, friends that understand you, and love that completes you.
my mindset is changing and i just don’t want to be around certain things or people anymore
“I am tired of everything I have ever desired.”
— Zeb-un-Nissa, tr. by Paul Smith, from “Makhfi: A Selection of Poems,”
Please help a black girl live her dreams of crushing the glass ceiling of our arts industry!!