
Another confused black man in a white man’s world.
lmao
Damn, it’s that serious?
Who do they survey for these things?
When Adventure Time gets real.
A long time ago, before I even met you,
someone replaced my chest with a broken record.
For years, it’s been stammering through
the same old tune.
I want you to know I’m trying.
I quit smoking. I’m doing yoga. And those days
I wake up wishing for death are getting fewer
and farther apart.
No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok
since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that
will have to be enough.
do you ever feel like a plastic bag
No, I always feel like a Prada bag
boys that look good with both beards and no beards are the most lethal kinds of boys