As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.
my grandparents were never right for each other.
they are wonderful people,
but they were never built for a life of
they have been divorced twenty years now.
i think some people come into our lives
change everything up
cause the waves to crash
and the tide to recede
so we stay out at bay,
and in their destruction,
in their adventure,
they find an exit,
a way to the shore,
so they leave us drowning in the water.
so when you left,
believe me when i say i know what it feels like to
when i finally washed up to the sandy side,
all i knew was a third degree sunburn
and a broken heart,
and i think my heart hurt worse.
and i know you weren’t meant for me
and i was not meant for you
but why does my hand feel so lonely
when you are not here?
my grandma pulled out a hidden picture of my grandfather
when he was in the navy over forty years ago
and i think it is possible
who was never
right for you.
Just a friendly reminder that we live in a racist society.
All the credit to BuzzFeed for screencapping
yeah sure Miss America should be a “Real American" which is why the last 86 Miss Americas have of course been Native American
[The only NDN woman to win Miss America was Norma Smallwood in 1926]
I live in New York and I’m proud to be represented by Nina Davuluri.
This makes me sick.
Fuck all those motherfucks.
All white ppl….”Typical America”
Fly High Alimoe
Did you know, you can quit your job, you can leave university? You aren’t legally required to have a degree, it’s a social pressure and expectation, not the law, and no one is holding a gun to your head. You can sell your house, you can give up your apartment, you can even sell your vehicle, and your things that are mostly unnecessary. You can see the world on a minimum wage salary, despite the persisting myth, you do not need a high paying job. You can leave your friends (if they’re true friends they’ll forgive you, and you’ll still be friends) and make new ones on the road. You can leave your family. You can depart from your hometown, your country, your culture, and everything you know. You can sacrifice. You can give up your $5.00 a cup morning coffee, you can give up air conditioning, frequent consumption of new products. You can give up eating out at restaurants and prepare affordable meals at home, and eat the leftovers too, instead of throwing them away. You can give up cable TV, Internet even. This list is endless. You can sacrifice climbing up in the hierarchy of careers. You can buck tradition and others’ expectations of you. You can triumph over your fears, by conquering your mind. You can take risks. And most of all, you can travel. You just don’t want it enough. You want a degree or a well-paying job or to stay in your comfort zone more. This is fine, if it’s what your heart desires most, but please don’t envy me and tell me you can’t travel. You’re not in a famine, in a desert, in a third world country, with five malnourished children to feed. You probably live in a first world country. You have a roof over your head, and food on your plate. You probably own luxuries like a cellphone and a computer. You can afford the $3.00 a night guest houses of India, the $0.10 fresh baked breakfasts of Morocco, because if you can afford to live in a first world country, you can certainly afford to travel in third world countries, you can probably even afford to travel in a first world country. So please say to me, “I want to travel, but other things are more important to me and I’m putting them first”, not, “I’m dying to travel, but I can’t”, because I have yet to have someone say they can’t, who truly can’t. You can, however, only live once, and for me, the enrichment of the soul that comes from seeing the world is worth more than a degree that could bring me in a bigger paycheck, or material wealth, or pleasing society. Of course, you must choose for yourself, follow your heart’s truest desires, but know that you can travel, you’re only making excuses for why you can’t. And if it makes any difference, I have never met anyone who has quit their job, left school, given up their life at home, to see the world, and regretted it. None. Only people who have grown old and regretted never traveling, who have regretted focusing too much on money and superficial success, who have realized too late that there is so much more to living than this.
AKA MY PARENTS WORST NIGHTMARE
This is true life….my life