Occhiolic.

1980s New York City Street Style by Jamal Shabazz

Being ugly is poppin cause ya phone doesn’t blow up all the time and ya battery lasts long.

amy was a beautiful, smart, and talented woman and it pains me when people only remember her at her worst. 

i miss you

A line of roses lines the street where Michael Brown was shot

everyone should have this on their dash.

Always reblog

it must be so nice to be rich instead of like … having to develop a personality

shut up lol

buy my silence

how much

monthly deposits of $13,999 in my account after expenses, three cars at my disposal one must be mustard yellow at all times, a pet fox, a paid-in-full luxury penthouse IN manhattan WITH a doorman specifically named Charles who does not go by “charlie” (ever), bonds, stocks, health care benefits, and a minimum 14 year agreement to fulfill the listed above ADJUSTED for inflation

i can’t do the fox

Of course you can’t “do the fox”. to get me a fox would require a personality, an attitude, and a nonstop resilience to overcome the Law. The fox was never the requirement. It was the test. So back to the point. Must be nice to be rich & have no personality.

i love myself but i dont love me back

i have never ever related to anything so fucking hard

Heartbroken

Petition to change “he looked at her like she was the sun” to “he looked at her like she was the moon” and any other variation bc I look at the moon in wonder and love and amazement while I’ve only ever just squinted angrily at the sun

He looked at her like she was the sun, in that he never looked at her except in frustration. He basked in her warmth, he complained when she was gone, but he never looked. On days she was muted, he complained. On days she was stronger, he hid from her. He never looked at her until she was leaving, and in the beauty of the sunset he wondered how he’d never seen her before.

dude