Josica. 21. NYC. Tamil. Divergent.
Like, you don’t actually love them and you know you don’t, but you know you could. You realise that you could easily fall in love with them. It’s almost like the bud of a flower, ready to blossom but it’s just not quite there yet. And you like them a lot, you really do. You think about them often, but you don’t love them. You could, though. You know you could.
Please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have somebody waiting on you...
I’ve been planning on doing this poster for months, 6 months already but back then I have no idea what to illustrate then yesterday, something popped on my head and I just rushed on my laptop and did this. I’m so excited for INTO THE STILL BLUE!
testicles are actually filled with candy so hit them really hard with bats
We are not people who touch each other carelessly; every point of contact between us feels important, a rush of energy and relief.
I like to think of juice as fruit blood because that’s more brutal
i literally hate when people always try to dismiss race and act like it “isn’t a problem anymore”
i’m mixed. my dad is a 6’3 black male, my mom is white w/ blonde hair and blue eyes.
you and your family have never been randomly pulled over by cops on several occasions just so they could ask your mom if she’s “okay”
there’s still a fucking problem