“You don’t stick a knife in a man’s back nine inches and then pull it out six inches and say you’re making progress … No matter how much respect, no matter how much recognition, whites show towards me, as far as I am concerned, as long as it is not shown to everyone of our people in this country, it doesn’t exist for me.” - Malcolm X (May 19, 1925 - February 21, 1965)
(via wangrockin)
I miss you.
My calculus teacher’s opinion on math.
Teacher: “Math is the most important thing to learn in school, mathematicians can do anything.”
Student: “So could you build a rocket?”
Teacher: “Probably. What’s an English teacher gonna do for you? Teach you how to write a poem about a rocket. Useless.”
If a man loses pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured, or far away.
This is this the happiest I’ve been in a really long time
All good things come to an end and to be honest, I’m okay with that. I hope nothing but the best for you, I hope that you will be all that you can be, and I hope that you will be happy, without me.
Do not chase people. Be you and do your own thing and work hard. The right people who belong in your life will come to you, and stay.
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Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.
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If I could have things my way, we would go to our favorite coffee shop and have small talk like we used to. Then we would go out to the other side of town because we knew that’s where we wouldn’t run into any familiar faces. We would go out for a walk and say those things we didn’t mean but those words had somewhat of a truth in them. To be honest, I could never find the truth in anything you said, but maybe because I never dug deep enough. If I could have things my way, you would be here, right now, and I would tell you everything I never had the chance to. I would tell you that I loved the way you looked at me and how I got a little nervous whenever you did. I would tell you how the way you kissed my forehead was my absolute favorite, and the music you listened to was close to perfect. I mean to me, you’re one of the only people that knew that “wu-tang clan ain’t nothing to fuck with”, and I liked that. But I can’t have things my way, I have to shake the dust and let it go. I never understood how I could love someone so deeply and intensely, someone I barely knew.
