Ransom x MadeInTYO 🫴🏽
we're poets, darling. we bleed on paper.
I write, because I talked to people and they belittled my feelings.
death to what ain't real long live the memories.
— David Foster Wallace
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Once we start loving ourselves, people no longer seem good to us unless they are actually good for us.
Philani Hlela, Mind Over Matter
just another interlude. (poetry cover)
Philanii Hlela, From This, To That.
word.
via subliming.jpg
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— unknown