what if when you smoked, the smoke you blow out is the color of the emotion you are feeling.
i’m feeling a little gay today
its a metaphor
this fucking website
IMPORTANT. They’re going to try to censor things and take down evidence before it’s too late, we need a copy of the evidence in the hands of every single person who can reasonably get one. This is the…
Hours before the curfew, and pigs are already firing on the crowd. It’s gonna be a long night y’all #disgusting #stawoke
What are you supposed to do with all the love you have for somebody if that person is no longer there? What happens to all that leftover love? Do you suppress it? Do you ignore it? Are you supposed to give it to someone else?