drownedvoices:

look around, look around

at how lucky we are to be alive right now.

at the same time as “black lives matter” and all these other social movements for people of colour, led by people of colour, and not even that, but relatively young people of colour. 

we are putting ourselves back in the narrative. history has its eyes on us.

Words have power. Some words have more power than others. Some words carry hundreds of years of oppression in the spaces between their letters, and tongues become whips drawing blood when they are uttered.
miizukizu:
“By : Yasuharu Ogasawara
(Do not remove credits)
”
drugdealt:
“sounds perfect
”

the-she-celt:

happyspider6:

just-a-skinny-boy:

The sun isn’t bright just because I say it is. It just is. It was bright before I even knew the word for bright. I didn’t decide what it is, I acknowledged what it is.

You aren’t worth something just because I say you are. You just are. You were worth something before I even said anything. I didn’t decide that you are, I acknowledged that you are.

This is what I mean when I say “You are worth it.”

This is great.

I have no words.

l0stship:
“ l’estate se ne va….. (by Oberdan)
”
Silêncio.
Café quente.
Tempo frio.
Chuva.
Saudade.

Orquestrando (via nevoador)

matialonsorphoto:
“el final
by matialonsor
”
earthyday:
“The calm  by Susan Licht
”
we are greater than
the sum of our parts
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