I'm Simply Rebellious

"a man who dares to waste one hour of his time has not discovered the value of life" vanecia wilson

[okayysophia]

[kushandwizdom]

I’m at that age now where I only want to associate myself with grown people and grown situations. People who play mind games, attention seek, guilt trip or other manipulative things need to stay clear away from me. I don’t care about social or financial statuses, or other irrelevant attributes, I seriously couldn’t give a shit, as long as your mentality is grown, we can vibe.

[freedy0-c4d]

[kushandwizdom]

[kushandwisdom]

Struggles are required in order to survive in life, because in order to stand up, you gotta know what falling down is like.

- Unknown (via thelovenotebook)

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[rebellioussoul91]

Me yesterday lol lol

[kushandwizdom]

2017 is the year of the progressive selfish savage. Do you, grow and glo, and fuck anything or anyone that tells you different. 2016 served us unlimited L's, so turn those loses into lessons and fucking go hard next year.

[rebellioussoul91]

Him

I'll never get tired of waking up next to u.

[yuricema-deactivated20230814]

My goal is to finish what I started, whether it be school, my books, relationships etc. I can’t run away all the time.

[pictures-of-luxury]

[thegoodvibeco]

[kushandwizdom]

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[drowningpoetry]

i keep repeating to myself, “he hurt you. do not go back to him.” but the second i even blink, i catch myself running back to him at full speed and it never fails to amaze me how quick we are to run back to what broke us. as if that’s going to fix us again, as if a knife could ever be more than something that rips open your skin and makes you bleed. as if a bomb could ever be more than something that just explodes and obliterates everyone around it, even the one who holds it. as if you could ever be something more than just a poison i inject into my veins, as if you’re not as destructive as a hurricanes winds, as if you’re not a tornado made up of screams that only ever made it to the tip of my tongue but not quite out of my mouth, you’re usually just sitting at the base of my throat, choking me out, making it nearly impossible to breathe. as if you’re not the one who shattered my walls and squeezed my heart and then placed it in my own hands, telling me “look at the mess you’ve made.” you hurt me and still, i was the one who apologized. i took the blame for you bleeding me dry. see, i thought this was love until i realized that love isn’t supposed to destroy you, it’s supposed to build you up, make you feel like you’re coming home. // this was never home and i can only hope that one day i will stop running back to you.

[rhubarbes]

[thetallblacknerd]

So the Orlando shooter killed 50 gay people because he’s Muslim but Dylan Roof killing black people in a church is just because he has a mental illness? The mental gymnastics the American media does is gold tier.

[milespierre]

I won’t be “rising and grinding” for the rest of my entire life I can assure you of that.

[scully]

Today marks the 18th time Barack Obama has to address the nation after a mass shooting. The 18th time.