" If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it? "
by

Kendrick Lamar

This line encapsulates the concept of a good kid in a bad city, and it cuts into one of the most moral questions in human existence: Can good come from evil? The best part about the line, as is true of the best poetry, is that it doesn’t answer the question it asks. For Kendrick’s immediate purposes, he’s the flower and the city is the dark room. The question is: Can you trust him?

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" Sometimes you have to give up on people - not because you don’t care, but because they don’t care. "
by Unknown (via psych-facts)

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confirmance:

i wonder if anyone else in the world has the same password as me

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wreckedblog:

how many times do i have to reblog you before you notice i wanna talk to you

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I WLLL COME INTO YOUR HOUSE AND FUCKING nap with you

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" I could write a fucking novel about the ache of missing you. "
by S.B. (via sunflower-mama)

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" your skin
will not glow
from self-pity.
"

bagmilk:

you haven’t replied in three minutes what did i do why do you hate me

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