I see how you enjoy not knowing, at first glance it seems beautiful, I almost hate to wake you , but sooner or later all people labeled as black are forced to choose, the bliss of ignorance is not for us, if it was we wouldn’t have to take drugs and alcohol to self induce, …
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ma-demoiselle-cherie: Virginia Woolf, from The Common Reader: First Series
Maybe I’m dreaming you. Maybe you’re dreaming me; maybe we only exist in each other’s dreams and every morning when we wake up we forget all about each other. Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife (via seabois)
Violence has a strong Hold on your mind. You confuse Love with the animal desire to possess everything around you. You are merely a slave to your own passions. Ty .G. Maker (via tygmaker)
きみは幸せでしたか？ Were you ever happy? 恋空 (via dxkys)
I need to break free. I’m sorry.
Sometimes I know i’m surrounded by people I would like to get to know better. People in my life at a distance, but for some reason I hold back. I back away, and I don’t go near them as much as I want. Why? I need cooler kinder friends. I just feel too -unworthy or …