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In school we were taught that segregation in schools is an “ancient” practice, but it was only outlawed 67 years ago in 1954, thanks to Brown vs. Board of Education.

I’m bringing this to your attention because it was brought to mine when I learned that Ruby Bridges, the first black child to attend an all-white public elementary school in the South is ONLY 67 years old as of September 8th this year.

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My anxieties when my therapist helps me confront them:

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My anxieties when my therapist helps me confront them:

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dark hozier take me to hell

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Is it just me, or?

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A whole ass mood

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shake the stardust outta your hair

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Mine ✨

Date a boy who is slow dancing with you in your kitchen and then tells you to stand on his feet so you two can waddle all around the room

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no offense but i want every little kid to be safe and have a good childhood

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galaxy brain: cool-dumb bitch o’clock

let’s all talk nicer to ourselves in 2019. its not “dumb bitch o’clock” its “cool bitch o’clock.” you’re a star 

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You Are A Masterpiece

The view of stars from the mountain tops of West Virginia

The feeling of soft waves crashing around my feet at the Gulf of Mexico.

The sun soaked atmosphere in Texas

The rush of people passersby in London

I seem to fall in love with something in every place I visit

And when you look at me, it’s the same sparkle my eyes experience when I’m falling in love with these places.

You are a compilation of everything I’ve ever loved

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Throwback to my first poem.

Drifting

Sometimes I find myself wondering

if I was standing in front of the ocean alone

who would I be thinking of?

and I’ve actually stood in front of the ocean before,

in awe of the soft waves crashing around my feet.

but I didn’t think about anyone.

I thought about the kind of person I want to be

the depths of those waves

but I didn’t think about anyone.

That was my first true moment of independence.

And I have never loved myself more.

But now I think about what I’d think about

standing in front of the ocean again

and it scares me.

Maybe I’m afraid to think about you

in that particular setting.

Because the ocean is so vast

I could think about anything.

or nothing at all.

But what if my mind drifted to you?

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Will you still love me

if I told you

all my deepest

desires and secrets?

Can you accept me?

Darling, can you handle me?

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An Ode To The Sun

Does the Sun ever grow tired of rising each morning for a world in love with the moon?

We are so lucky, that something burns so brightly for us that we can’t look directly at it without hurting ourselves.

I hope you love someone the way the Sun loves the Earth.

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Emotional unavailability is so weird.

Like, I crave romance. I love when someone puts in the effort for me. I want them to love me so much they might burst.

But if they show any signs of that, I’m disinterested. It’s almost as if I’m craving a steak, only to leave it at the table once I get it.

My heart and my mind want totally opposite things right now.