The heaviness of summer’s got me feelin’
more tired than ever.
Sun-kissed skin, more like washed out
Stench of sweat makes me sick,
too many spiders, too much time
to do nothing but live w/ myself.
This poet’s run out of words
come back soon.
summer depression! by meiyu.f (via coolvilles) / POEM FROM UPCOMING CHAPBOOK ‘THE GOLDEN HOUR’
when u call white people out for whitewashing and they respond with an overly defensive explanation that clearly shows how they have never once considered WHY POCs would see their work as whitewashing characters from ethnic minorities: