Don’t trust brown/black boys who like white girls. And no I don’t mean I’m against interracial relationships. I mean the type who put white girls up on pedestals, who treat them like a challenge, who glorify their beauty, their colored eyes, their light hair, all that while simultaneously dehumanizing and objectifying them. The ones who target white girls, who use them as status symbols. Don’t trust these boys. They’ve been poisoned.
Anger walks into a bar and I’m
halfway in love.
There’s no joke here. I leave
my beer sweating on the counter
and ask them to dance.
Anger comes home with me,
looks too long at my gentle
knuckles and cries.
They say sorry, I say
‘Let’s just sleep together’.
I bite Anger’s lip bloody
because I can’t control myself.
Because I just really, really need
Anger asks to go slow, asks
me to be gentle.
Anger melts in my hands like
a warmth I never wanted, falling
onto the pillow beside me
Anger falls asleep with their head
on my chest, solid and heavy and
too familiar, while the silence
inside me starts
to growl like the starving thing
I thought I had something to
feed it; something to let it
tear itself to shreds with, but
it turns out I’m the only
pair of sharp teeth in the room.
Turns out Anger only wanted
a place to sleep.
|—||A Somali student, on what has surprised her most about the United States. (via 33113)|
DID NOT SEE THAT COMING.
what the shit
Forcing yourself to work on something that you have no real motivation for
an english major, an art major, and a film major walk into a bar
they all get ridiculed for pursuing what they love
plot twist: together they create the most dramatically intricate and visually compelling pieces of cinema the world has ever seen and make a cultural milestone and also a billion dollars
“Oh hey man didn’t see you there how’s it go-“
“Excuse me Jimmy wha-“
THIS STILL MAKES ME LAUGH A LOT FDSLKJFDSSFD
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