#iwannabehere

[the-chatty-mockingbird]

I feel engulfed with serenity as I look at this photo.

[thequietpartsofme]

Let’s run away & meet who we were meant to be. Because i don’t like this version of me. You wouldn’t either if you really knew me. Deep down. Down in trenches. The emptiness where it feels like my soul once was. Who knows where it is now. Your guess would be better than mine. Let’s run away & pretend who we were never existed.

I ran away & I’m new here. I just wanted to say hello and to meet you. I hope we will become great friends. ❤️

[lifesshorttpartyynakedd]

Los Angeles, California

[djtendaji]

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My bro @dotsquiat posted this. Had to run it back. More of this is needed in our communities. "Kick the truth, to the young Black youth". - Inspectah Deck. #iwannabehere. #Repost @dotsquiat ・・・ The kids need ppl they can relate too, nerds & squares cant change the hearts & minds of the wild young boys, but some one they can relate with has a way better chance. We need more of this! I love this 🙏🏼🖤🙌🏼 @lvmny101 ALL YOUNG BOYS WHO FOLLOW ME, LISTEN TO THIS MESSAGE, SIMPLE BUT REAL!!! (at Pasadena, California)

[deanripper]

I want to be where the talk of the town Is about last night when the sun went down Yeah and the trees all dance and the warm wind blows In that same old sound

And the water below gives a gift to the sky And the clouds give back every time they cry And make the grass grow green beneath my toes And if the sun comes out I'll paint a picture all about

The colors I've been dreaming of The hours just don't seem enough To put it all together Maybe it's as strange as it seems

And the trouble I find is that the trouble finds me It's a part of my mind, it begins with a dream And a feeling I get when I look and I see That this world is a puzzle, find all of the pieces

And put it all together and then I'll rearrange it I'll follow it forever and always be as strange as it seems Nobody ever told me not to try, not to try Oh, let's try, oh, let's try

And the water below gives a gift to the sky And the clouds give back every time they cry Make the grass grow green beneath my toes And if the sun comes out I'll paint a picture all about

The colors I've been dreaming of The hours just don't seem enough Put it all together Always be as strange as it seems

[pawleenuhh]

[hotchickproblems-blog]

Cinque Terre.

I cannot wait for the day I can taste the salt air.