#heartbeaking

[msclaritea]

Parents of young ‘Black Panther’ fans struggle with telling children of actor’s death

‘He wants to be like T’Challa when he grows up, a Black king. I don’t know if I want to tell him his hero died,’ Kyle Cox said of his 3-year-old son Lucas.

[teenangstverse]

i. The North wind cannot rival your cold, withering heart. ii. We were both Alice, drinking just because it was suggested to us, getting too big until buildings couldn’t hold us, until we were destroying homes. There’s claustrophobia in outgrowing someone. iii. Your love is selfish want. You chose me to die on a desert island with you. We’re more Lord of the Flies than Swiss Family Robinson. I’m still finding ways to blame you. I might be paranoid but that doesn’t mean you’re not the beast. iv. I would have chosen you over anyone but I was one in a baker’s dozen to you. v. You want someone to be your cheerleader. I’m another goal for you to score. vi. My mother loves spiritual contemplation and meditation but I can only be still on the outside. I can only contemplate you. I am a tempest. Or you are. Or we are. Or we were. vii. Your father treats your mother as if he is her high lord. Just like his father before him. Your love is hierarchy. Two guesses who comes out on top. viii. I’m on the other side of all my old metaphors now. You’re the car, I’m the gas station. But I refuse to be a pit stop. Tell me my lips taste of gasoline and watch me set us on fire. You don’t get to destroy me, that privilege is mine alone. ix. Harvest season approaching; I am the daughter of the new moon. Not a silver sliver of my former self. No, I am whole, regardless of how invisible I have become to you.

L.H.

[mynicknameisjoe]

Goodbye Izara, you loved so much 😭 #PG10 #mer10 #heartbeaking