I like to hangout with people that make me forget to look at my phone

10:08 pm  •  27 August 2014  •  414,282 notes
If she only wants you, don’t worry about who wants her.
― (via honey-rider)

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10:08 pm  •  27 August 2014  •  2,794 notes
I hate the feeling when you have to say goodbye to someone you want to spend every minute with.
― (via aurelle)


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9:43 pm  •  27 August 2014  •  190,359 notes
Here’s to the security guards who maybe had a degree in another land. Here’s to the manicurist who had to leave her family to come here, painting the nails, scrubbing the feet of strangers. Here’s to the janitors who don’t even fucking understand English yet work hard despite it all. Here’s to the fast food workers who work hard to see their family smile. Here’s to the laundry man at the Marriott who told me with the sparkle in his eyes how he was an engineer in Peru. Here’s to the bus driver, the Turkish Sufi who almost danced when I quoted Rumi. Here’s to the harvesters who live in fear of being deported for coming here to open the road for their future generation. Here’s to the taxi drivers from Nigeria, Ghana, Egypt and India who gossip amongst themselves. Here is to them waking up at 4am, calling home to hear the voices of their loved ones. Here is to their children, to the children who despite it all become artists, writers, teachers, doctors, lawyers, activists and rebels. Here’s to Western Union and Money Gram. For never forgetting home. Here’s to their children who carry the heartbeats of their motherland and even in sleep, speak with pride about their fathers. Keep on.

Immigrants. First generation.

Ijeoma Umebinyuo.

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1:31 am  •  24 August 2014  •  27,070 notes

There’s a difference between somebody who wants you and somebody who would do anything to keep you.

Remember that.

― (via the-taintedtruth)
1:17 am  •  24 August 2014  •  62,755 notes