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utomjordisk:

Visst, det kan väl vara vackert att vara nöjd med sin lott i livet. Men är det inte egoistiskt också?

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"Depression is stupid and not a thing that makes me a better writer. One time I went a whole year without writing and I stayed in bed and drank. Fuck your Bukowskisms. I want sunlight and love and running down some street I’ve never been on where it’s warm and cool at the same time and I’m smiling. I want nothing to ever be bad again- and I don’t mean that I want a life free of conflict, I mean that I want a life free of meaningless conflict. Not being able to will oneself to take a shower or leave the house is meaningless. There is nothing to be gained, no lesson to be learned from that kind of life. My heart is stale, my prose is stale. Give me fire if you want to hurt me. Give me something I can taste. There’s nothing romantic or mysterious about where I am. There’s nothing here worth holding onto."

By Joshua Espinoza (via doubtsbestally)

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goodblacknews:

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Help. Fire. I need a rescue.
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Photographer: Matt Armendariz

Photographer: Matt Armendariz

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nbchannibal:

First of all, how dare you.

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mussymayhem:

hcdomgbiatch:

Cake Da Killa - Truth Tella (x)

Black Gay Excellence

mussymayhem:

hcdomgbiatch:

Cake Da Killa - Truth Tella (x)

Black Gay Excellence

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untrustyou:

Painting by Lee Price

untrustyou:

Painting by Lee Price

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saintdoriangray:

TheBoyWhoRunsWithWolves wrote a fantastic legend piece and then WaitIKnow made me cry with artwork and animation. And then I wrote stuff.

Boy Who Runs With Wolves - SaintDorianGray

There’s a boy who runs with wolves
With a love of which I’ve never seen
And I guess, I’m blessed to have met him before
My rest eternal and

All he would fear is
The fear of illusion and
All that he spoke was
sarcastic confusion and
All the love he knows is gone forever

And though I had left I swear
I would come back so you
Wouldn’t forget about the
Boy who runs with
Pack is the calling and
We weren’t falling in
Love was the anchor for the
Boy who runs with wolves

There’s a boy who runs with wolves
With a power which I’ve never seen
And I wept for anger, for memories that
I know didn’t happen and

All that he’d cry for is 
loss of his human side
All that he’d die for is
keeping his friends alive
All the lies he says will stay forever

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There’s a boy who runs with wolves
With a magic which I’ll never speak of
the best new legend they tell in the West
coast forest of Beacon Hills

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