As a white person, I would just like to apologize for what other white people have done tonight. It’s fucking terrifying that this is our reality.

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As a white person, I would just like to apologize for what other white people have done tonight. It’s fucking terrifying that this is our reality.
Sadness at that age had the pleasing texture of imprisonment: you reared and sulked against the bonds of parents and school and age, the things that kept you from the certain happiness that awaited.
Emma Cline, The Girls (2016)
paintings by Alyssa Monks
someone: hey are you okay me with no hesitation: *starts crying*
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Modular Succulents by Manda Townsend
Palestinian children look out from their family’s house, which witnesses said was badly damaged during the recent Israeli offensive, in the east of Gaza City on Aug. 28, 2014
So I apparently my dad skateboarded with an 18-year-old Kurt Cobain in Aberdeen, Washington when he was in high school. I don’t know how to react.
I’ve had tons of weird incidents. There used to be a guy I ran into on 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica who was dressed all in gold and carried a spray-painted gold backpack. He kept going on and on to me about how he wanted to get in contact with Jay-Z to talk about building mud huts. He was very into gold and believed everything was better gold. I had a P.O. box and he had the address for it, and he started sending me things like disassembled bicycles that were reassembled, tied with hoses, and spray-painted gold, as well as other weird art pieces, and he’d rewrite Jay-Z raps to me as love letters on stacks of construction paper, and every letter of every word was a different color, so he took a lot of time doing it. He said his dream was to build me a castle of gold, and he wouldn’t let me leave or see the light of day. I would just return everything to sender, and closed out the P.O. box. -Brie Larson