“You think prisons are filled with the war on drugs,
But the only drug was addiction of free labor
That America couldn’t get enough of,
It actually started in a year you think you know of before 1865
Which is not in your history books because they weren’t designed,
To teach you about the hidden scenes the back-end things,
We call America a curtain and you call America a dream,
You look confused but I’ll give you a clue
Mass incarceration isn’t something you. Know much of because you’re not used to,
Talking about it day in and day out,
But we benefit from it just look around
Everything on the shelves
Is not made from elves.
Their targets are humans
That do need our help.
I guess it’s easy to call someone dim,
when you leave them in a room with no light
Was Jamba Juice an innovator of its kind? What and who was before them? I need to know if it was the first widespread smoothie store to take over the juice industry what else existed in the 90s what kind of smoothies did people drink.
I could just look this up but I don’t want to ruin my curiosity with immediately knowing which is dumb and counterproductive. But seriously like for example blockbuster- there wasn’t much before it right? But there were probably mom and pop video stores or something of that nature I’m not sure I’m determined to find out at some point.
¥•¥••¥•‘Women-hating men are no different from their own cowardly demons’•¥••¥•¥
You make up lies to keep yourself in comfort. You think you can hide behind a screen as a hunter. But women do not, have not and will never owe you sh*t.’ xoxo
‘You are owed. Nothing babe. You exhibit hate to try to heal. You tear others down when you are broken, but hate will always be a weak emotion.
It’s very sad how on a wide scale men and women have been taught different coping mechanisms to take rejection inherently opposite ways. Traditionally social norms cause for women to be humble and lick their wounds, cry, tell a friend even from time to time basically be bigger person and take the abuse in avoidance of spiting the man. And learn to find inner peace and heal without holding people accountable, as this has been their role on society. Men on. The other hand have been taught that any romantic act of disagreement from women, is an act of treason and that rejection is not something they have to cope with in a healthy way. That they can reek havoc, harass women In undignified manners, treat them with immediate indecency whether on the internet or in person and it won’t be seen as harsh because men just ‘don’t know’ how to do that, or ‘can’t’ because of the potential behavior or ideals of their cully. You exist because I allow you to, but you are never sanctioned to erect falsification and negatively affect my life with your narcissistic ignorance, scorn and pessimism. And I never permit the inadequacy of others to designate my actions, or my run my existence and at the very least never my content. You should be embarrassed to be that resentful of someone who has never hurt you and knows nothing of you. Fix your mentality as growth is a spiritual thing and will not rest in grievous souls. God Bless you, find yourself and empty your head of tribes of people you do not and will never understand. ♡
•Being Black • is not a crime•
˚✧₊⁎❝᷀ົཽ≀ˍ̮⁎⁺˳✧༚‘Pain let ya know ya alive baby ’˚✧₊⁎ ❝᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚
*fast forward three years later*
When I have a cute apartment and a puppy and a closet full of mini silk robes and take daycations in wet foggy forests with my friends and play random board games at 3am and make toast with honey mand jelly and drink matcha in the morning. Make açaí bowls every day with cumin cauliflower soup in the evening with crunchy French bread that snaps softly and flakes in half.
I’ll buy a tiny wooden shelf for vinyls and old movies and it’ll be underneath a record player. I’d have a nook near my bed for tea, color organized with lavender scented coasters for bulky mugs. I’d have an easel across from it with buckets filled with paint supplies and soft pillows for when I feel like laying on the wooden floors and look outside the window. I love how melancholy yet jaunty London feels even when the weather can be dull. That’s where it would be this artist’s apartment if I could. I’ll make pumpkin, lemon and apple pies every Tuesday. Or I’ll alternate and make cheese pastries like the ones from Porto’s, or I’ll change them and make vegan ones with honey to caramelize. I would wake up to the smell of licorice root and tree bark if the window is left open from excess rain left on the soil. I know my poetry isn’t that good I’ll embrace whatever I make though, it’s funny to look back on, never run from your insecurities or your mistakes because they’re only there to remind you of the beauty your present was made to be.
Especially if you’re a woman, do not. Let men or anyone who know nothing of you in real life outside of online content shame you. Only your family and friends can judge you because they are the only ones who provide support and comfort for you in times of need, do not entertain hate as often as you can manage. It is not your job to enlighten the darkness of others, if you are not obligated or committed to them, do not. This is critical. You live for the flower in your heart and your loved ones. Others images of you are purely fabrications of their own insecurities and circumstances. They must learn strength and peace to accept life on their own. You are meant for love. They are meant for love. But that is not a realization you are entitled to nor are responsible for. I gear my energy and my light for the elevation of freedom, determination, love and inspiration. Find your pathway if you are looking, and ask for guidance when needed from those who are willing and offer. ✌︎✌︎
Do not feel stupid. You did not know that would happen, you are not to blame for how others treat you. There is no control you have over how failed attempts affect you, but you do however have a say in how you react to them. You are not perfect. You are allowed to cry, feel your feelings whether that is misuse, disappointment, anger, sadness, confusion or anything else that gives the impression you cannot grow. Because you have that power. Do not let this world or the creatures or substances of it break you. You are stronger and better than this so work out your feelings open and honestly without guilt or shame for being human.
If someone pushes your soul to the point of your survival instincts behaving as if the only way to be okay is to leave or disassociate. I beg you not to ignore. But to listen.
This is not talked about enough but please I know it’s hard just go and be well. This isn’t a game this is your life we’re talking about please don’t fight it, focus on choosing the right and most self sufficient option today, you are not selfish you deserve to live as happily as any being possibly can and feel, so you won’t regret not taking these opportunities much later.
Walk away and continue your journey in peace.