The first time I say I love you, your face
crumbles. You look at me
the way man stares in terror
at the stars and the sea.
You grasp your head, fist
your hair, hiss, whisper why me
why me I am weak I am
dirt I am dust I am
Why you? Because
the earth is made of dust
and dirt and you are as
essential to me as earth
is to sky; you give me something
to set my sun against.
The dirt and the dust are not
weak. I could build a house
out of you; you are the roof
when I rain.
needed this thank u
just gonna print these out now.
Can I have a load of these with Chiwitel Ejiofor, Whoopi Goldberg and Ellen Page on ‘em?
If you do them for me I’ll love you forever.
this picture of florence welch has changed my life for the better
i finished my christmas list i can’t wait
- $ 1,000,000 in cash
- the souls of those who have displeased me this year
- another boyfriend in case my other one escapes
bell hooks, Ain’t I a Woman: Black Women and Feminism
And imperialist as well. Denying this reality doesn’t help make it go away, it just makes it more insidious and harder to combat.
I MADE THIS WITH MY TEARS
|—||all of the college students during finals week (via cosmic-curse)|
(brushes crumbs off bed) yea baby hop on in