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Monday, I love you to death.
Tuesday, you make me smile and laugh.
Wednesday, I hate your fucking guts.
Thursday, I want to be done.
Friday, I guess we’re okay.
Saturday, I like your blue eyes and cheerful face.
Sunday, I need you, I need you to hold me while I sleep.
Rinse, repeat. Rinse, repeat.

What I can create in one night never ceases to amaze me.

Kitten, I’m feeling pretentious as fuck right meow.

I’m completely disgusted with myself and my actions today.
I let myself lose sight of the absolute magic that is this life,
I neglected school, neglected my agent and my friends,
and instead I became a destructive little shit… again.
And, you know, honestly, whoever you are that pushed me to this point,
misled me into thinking that someone who once meant the world to me
was psychologically and emotionally abusing me for revenge
for no other reasons besides for your amusement
and to get off on your psychotic obsession with me,
honestly, and I don’t say this lightly, I hope you choke on your own vomit.

Be better. Be strong.

I am an indestructible fortress,
flame fairy, forest fire. 
Fucker. Fuck off.

Breathe in.
Breathe out.

me: Can I be your girlfriend?
you: Well, ye-
me: NOPE JUST KIDDING where’s my caramel macchiato 

I think if you want to pursue a career in the worlds of writing or art, you have to learn to be comfortable having your voice heard. Find a park or a sidewalk or a bustling parking lot and scream at the top of your lungs, “I AM HERE! I AM HERE! I AM HERE!” If you have the courage to do that, then I think you have the courage to keep going.

While walking home from class with a box of food from my overly-priced meal plan, a mother at a bus stop asked me with desperation in her eyes if I had anything to eat that I could spare. I gave her a slice of pizza that she immediately gave to her six-year-old son, and she refused to take anything for herself.

Please tell me again how white privilege doesn’t exist, or how your racism is justified because the pleas of the unprivileged demand your attention in a way that makes you uncomfortable.