Hearts are funny things

Sometimes, I wonder if I can open up to someone again… to let myself be that vulnerable… because although finding love can be the greatest happiness, losing love is the darkest pain.

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knowledgeequalsblackpower:

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prsjon:

The Doll Test

This self hate thing is DEEP

this makes me mad 

This is a compilation of doll tests featuring children of many races.

This is so fucking important

I couldn’t even watch the whole thing…I got too depressed

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Oh my lord. I am obsessed.

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quentintortellini:

History Parallels

1st image: 1967 Newark Riots

2nd image: 2014 Ferguson Protests

3rd image: 1964 Harlem Riots

4th image: 2014 Ferguson Protests

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One line from the novel I am currently reading: What is the height of your ambitions?

For some reason, this struck a chord within and, granted, this is a valid question any person should ask themselves but this question bears underlying expectations for… LIFE IN GENERAL and that, my friend, I don’t have the answer to. Hell, I don’t even know what I’m having for lunch tomorrow.

lorna-kitty said: let's travel together!

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Since my last written post, I’ve found a full job, graduated, traveled to Asia, begun working… Literally, SO MUCH has happened over the course of three months and I’m still trying to process it all.

The post-grad life is… different. I moved back home to West Covina and am now once again under the same roof as my parents. After four years of not having a permanent place to call home, it’s definitely weird to be back in my childhood home as an adult. You almost feel displaced when returning to a city that has, for the most part, remained the same while you yourself have changed entirely. But life goes on and you have to adapt. So you do.

Then, there’s work. I quite honestly can’t imagine myself working from 8 to 5 for the rest of my life (or at least until retirement). The monotonous routine of it all bothers me. It’s the same shit every single goddamn day. So yeah, I’m definitely going back to school or doing a program or SOMETHING. On the bright side, I’m learning new things and the work itself is something I like. It’s just the routine of it all… that will take some getting used to.

I also miss the convenience of having a friend live 10 minutes away, down the street, or in the same apartment complex. Now that mostly everyone is settled into their post-grad adult lives back home, making plans to see each other is more difficult. You quite literally have to go that extra mile to see someone.

Ah, the beginnings of this post-grad life…

"One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life."

John Green (via tribander)

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"Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of it’s constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts."

Edgar Allan Poe (via katelouisepowell)

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hungsworth:

FOREVER REBLOG

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21 People On What They Would Tell Their 19-Year-Old Selves