I am sitting on the heart of this city
Letting it teach me how to say goodbye
Tucking myself into the folds of its hills,
And it feels like crawling into bed with someone who is grumpy in the morning but still loves the shape of your thighs.
When I try to stuff my pockets with keepsakes,
It is only because I am trying to remember the exact street corners where I met every version
Of the self I am trying to become.
photograph is worth a thousand words
Nobody is born a racist.
omg, this should be relboged millions of times.
nobodys born racist, society teaches it
this is beautiful
With all that’s going on in the world right now, especially with the bombings in Boston, it’s easy to get wrapped up in the sadness and to convince yourself that the world is nothing but hate. But that’s wrong. In times of trouble humanity proves itself to be more caring and loving than anything. We pick each other up when we fall and hold out a helping hand where we can. People are good. Sometimes we just need a reminder.