To My Fellow White People: An Open Letter →
marcovhv: Some of you–not going to name names, you will figure out who you are– are saying, or thinking, that in one way or another Trayvon is at fault for his own murder. You are saying, or thinking, “He should have known that he looked suspicious with that hoodie on.” “He should have known that someone like him would come across as threatening.” “He shouldn’t have felt afraid of the large man...
I’m not really one to believe that we, as individuals, are anything particularly special, or that our lives have any intrinsic purpose other than the purpose that we ourselves create; or, rather, the purpose that is pushed onto us. I don’t believe in much, really. Sometimes, I feel like my soul is a poor child starving with a longing to use up my capacity to believe, a desire so often refused, and...
Ask yourself if what you’re doing today is getting you closer to where you want...
Strangers; better as. Our feet will walk the same paths. We’re better as. Our hands will graze the same doorknobs. And I will like us better as strangers, completely grey to the other. My eyes have never felt so far from yours and they have never felt so filled with hope. We’re better as; we probably always were.
And may the new tattoo craving commence.
I wonder how many people are laying awake right now in the world, and I wonder if we all thought of each other… and will it really hard… maybe we could all fall asleep.
This is one of my favorites. I’m definitely...
Most people are about as happy as they make up their minds to be.– Abraham Lincoln
People who want the best for you and who believe that the best is by definition that exact opposite of what you actually want.
Don’t attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because...
Can this be a conversation between me and you? I know you are out there. Forget everything I have said. Forget everything I am about to say. It is what is between the words that I am interested in. This is for me and you. This is what is going to be.