Samsterrr

Eh not much has changed since I last used Tumblr

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Why is everything I write such trash send help

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“Why Didn’t He Reach Out”

I stretch my sore wrists again, feeling the taut confines graze across the raw skin. How many days has it been? When did I stop counting, I wonder. I blink at the light streaming in from outside. 

Daytime.

 I hear their merriment before I see the distant figures again. They bask in the glow of a beautiful summer day. I watch soft fabric dancing across smooth skin, the sticky sweet glint of lemonade dripping over their fingertips. I remember. I remember the grimace of delight as the tart juice sent shock waves of pain through my jaw. The way the tang caused my eyes to water but all I wanted was more. A pain so addictive. They look my way as I shuffle across the floor in retreat. The sun is too hot, it burns. I prefer my place in the shade. 

I see their eyes question mine. A bright white flash is all it takes to reassure them. “He smiled.” My wrists flex and I’m jolted back to reality. I blink slowly, so as to not spill a single drop of the sunbeams I collected. 

Sunset. 

My fingers hurt from clenching onto summer’s last grass blade. Perhaps too hard. I watch as the drizzle begins, sparse at first. Each drop nourishing the rosebuds below. I watch them blossom so elegantly. I begin to hum, my mother used to sing me this song. I wonder if she knows where I am. Mothers always know. I hope I’m well enough hidden this time. I shouldn’t wake her, she’s so tired. 

I sense the comfort of night time before I am wrapped in its embrace.

Darkness.

I want to lay down. As I move, the rose blooms dance and swirl, they follow me now. My own garden of tranquility. Close your eyes, rest your weary heart. Morning will come again. Stars come and go, the clouds continue to thunder and roll, and night will fall again. Fabric finds its way across my lips once more and instead of screaming this time, I smile. I’m finally at peace in my secret garden.

[watson-emma]

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This Land is Our Land

I don’t want to go back to that place

but I do

Because hopefully I can come up with something for you

To teach you, help you, show you

The story that so many have been through

Chapter after chapter, line after line

Sure his story isn’t the same as mine

But it’s true

I matter, he matters, she matters, too

we all do

I’m worried for us, for our family

I just can’t stand to see

Anymore strange fruit from familiar trees

Anymore fathers and friends under hateful knees

He couldn’t breathe

She was asleep

Murderers roam free among you and me

How can you still say you don’t see

America is built on graves, its a land that bleeds

Is this what they meant by The American Dream?

Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness

Manifest Destiny and all that mess

Red rivers,

White winners,

and can’t forget good old blue

You still think this doesn’t apply to you?

Open your eyes, look around

We’re trespassing on sacred ground

The earth here is fertile, rich with the melanin of loss

A conquest of pride immortalized by dear Betsy Ross

We’ve been lied to, deceived, led to believe

That in order to be freed there must be peace

They silence, muffle, and drown our cries

How much longer until the next one dies?

We must fight, and vote, and do all we can

We must stand together, hand in hand

This land is Our land

[kedreeva]

I don’t want to WRITE I want to HAVE WRITTEN why is that so difficult

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current mood

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#hellajuneteenth

We’re standing in solidarity with Hella Creative’s #hellajuneteenth movement and echoing their demands: Juneteenth should be declared a federally recognized holiday. Celebrating Independence Day as a day of freedom when enslaved Black men, women, and children were not legally declared free for another 85 years (with 250,000 not told until two and a half years later) white-washes the cruel legacy of our country’s greatest sin. It’s time we demand Congress step up.

We’re stepping up, too

Starting this year, Juneteenth will be recognized as an official company holiday at Tumblr. This should have been done long ago. If you’d like to see your companies do the same, check out #hellajuneteenth’s incredible resources including templates for requesting your employer recognize Juneteenth like they recognize Independence Day. There’s also a template for an out-of-office message to help spread the word and a poster business owners can print out and hang in the office. For those eager to show their support on social media, #hellajuneteenth provides a number of graphics to share and they suggest you use the #juneteenth tag with the following caption:

We’re reclaiming our time.

For years, the enslaved people gave countless hours of free labor to their owners. Since emancipation, we have been making up for that lost time. So in true solidarity with our ancestors, it’s only right that we declare this to be a day free of labor.

This is important

Sign this petition addressed to Congress. Contact your reps and encourage them to support the initiative. Your voices have led to Minneapolis pledging to disband its police department, the arrests of the police officers responsible for George Floyd’s death, the repeal of Section 50-A in NYC, and the long-overdue demolition of Confederate statues.

Keep that energy going, Tumblr. Demand Juneteenth gets federal recognition. You’re winning, so don’t stop now.

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“You are not weak just because your heart feels so heavy.”

— Andrea Gibson (via quotemadness)

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If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to others then you deserve a love deeper than the ocean itself.

Nikita Gill  (via untamedunwanted)

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So cute 😍

[coloradomoons]

[katluminati]

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I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.

Walt Whitman  (via wordsnquotes)

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Selena Gomez Flies Solo in ‘Good For You’ Music Video

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Kinda obsessed

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[alayenstone]

“You’re my best friend.”

[dajo42]

were a lot more stars visible to the dinosaurs because there was no light pollution? did they like the stars? did they know what they were or did they not care because they were busy being dinosaurs