please let this go viral.
the sky is falling.

"'You've got to be crazy. It's too late to be sane, too late. You've got to go full tilt bozo cause you're only given a little spark of madness and if you lose that, you're nothing.' -R. Williams"

— (via frankocean)

holy holy.

holy holy.

I love me a good rant.
@hvrleyquinn

cruelladetrillaa:

six word story: it is never really that serious.

Tags: vic+mensa

love letters

‘I’m writing this simply to tell you how much i love you.

I look forward to meeting you or seeing you someday; smiling or sitting on a bench overlooking a dam jotting something in your journal or simply just you enjoying a scoop of ice cream or crossing the street, just as long as i can see you. I want to prove to myself that you truly are real and not someone my mind makes up when i go through the lows. I know that you’re real but i suppose seeing you even from a distance would assure me that you’re not an angel that happens to be exposed to humans. An angel; the last hope for hopeless romantics; a restrain to histrionics our minds create around love. You write for people who feel that they’re incapable of love; unworthy of love, yet your words change all that, you breathe love. we have never met, yet, you have been a part of my life for as long as I’ve known that you existed and you bled on paper all that you are and more’

do you know what it means to wake up one morning and feel the weight of your world that won’t stop breaking suddenly disappear ? these are paraphrases from the greatest love letter a girl could receive. the GOAT. it reads like poetry and I just had to share this hoping the next person feels as electric as I did when I received it and it makes you a believer in that higher love. I don’t really care about what science says about lightning never striking the same place twice. you make me feel some miracle type way. x

"start ignoring people who threaten your joy.
literally, ignore them.
say nothing.
don’t invite any parts of them into your space."

— Alex Elle (via nyu-tah)

(Source: alexandraelle, via cruelladetrillaa)

doodled all on my wallpaper.
born in the wrong era I swear I swear I swear.rest easy Jean-Michel. may we share a bottle of red and some NY class if I make it to the next life. l’art pour l’art. samo (same old shxt) for the so called avant garde.

doodled all on my wallpaper.

born in the wrong era I swear I swear I swear.
rest easy Jean-Michel. may we share a bottle of red and some NY class if I make it to the next life. l’art pour l’art. samo (same old shxt) for the so called avant garde.

guns don’t kill people, they said.

guns don’t kill people, they said.

(Source: kingjaffejoffer)

trillandtailored:

Yonela Shenxane. The new official Trill And Tailored Ambassador. (@YonelaShenxane)

dear White America,

the men in charge of protecting people’s children and making sure the streets are still so people’s mamas can make them a soul filled dinner on their way back from the convenience store or the basketball court or the places where they are making a foundation for the future you are taking away are failing my people.

how dare White America tell social networks that protestors are always pulling a race card that you claim doesn’t exist because White privilege has made you colorblind. reality dictates that when White America wakes up to start their days, the police are not pointing guns at their children because their children don’t wear the stigma of being a thug. our ‘thugs’ are trying to make it outta their 20s with degrees and skill sets so we can make White Privilege levels of money and live in White Privilege suburbs so our families can visit us in our White Privilege neighbourhoods where we’re not getting shot at for stepping outside to get some air on our melanin.

don’t talk to me about an unarmed man provoked the officer so metal was his portion. don’t talk to me about self defence and no recollection of a struggle. don’t show me videos that have nothing to do with the confrontation where you shot through someone’s child and couldn’t confirm how many ran through him.

free. our. people.

look ma.

look ma.