you wrecked me and i apologized

you can’t read a few text posts on tumblr and reblog a couple pictures of black lives matters and think you’re not racist. racism is a deeply engrained part of our culture - sometimes it’s not even conscious. you have to constantly question yourself. it’s pretty hard to unlearn 400+ years of institutional racism and in order for us to properly dismantle systems of injustice, we have to stop pretending we all aren’t part of the problem.

Justice for Elijah McClain

Everything I’ve learned about Elon Musk has been completely against my will.

I expect miracles this week. And this month. And this year.

it's too noisy on here everyone get out your books we're doing silent independent reading

i can’t imagine writing a story that isn’t about love

i don’t mean this in the romantic sense necessarily either i just mean that every story of value to me has love at its center, whether its about loving yourself, your people, your family, your friends, your community, the world at large, etc. a story that can’t be described as a love story at its core in some capacity is meaningless to me. if your writing isn’t a love letter to something what is the point? if it completely lacks love why write it? books and movies that lack this are so common in white western media - they write to make themselves look good, or edgy, or to make money, and forget that humans telling stories is at its core an act of love. it’s the depth and the sound and the colour of stories, it’s the meat and blood of them. i don’t want to read anything that lacks love.

what do u mean i don’t have a social life I just went grocery shopping with my mom