6:49 pm 18,431 notes
Native Americans represent just one per cent of the US population and some languages have only one speaker left. Now a new generation is fighting to preserve the culture.
Télépopmusik — Breathe
2:57 am 2,894 notes
The last book I finished was about losing love and that was months ago. I realized I heavily read when I’m lonely and melancholy.
I’m reading a book now about war, losing love, and the dealings of grief.
My days are bland. Work is routine. I miss Lorenzo and Manar, my coworkers who switched shifts. But I miss Lorenzo the most because I could tell him things at morning break while we smoked a cigarette and he’d always assure me. I should text him.
I imagine myself alone for the most part of my life. I sometimes fantasize about it now. I do most things alone I guess I apply that to all future scenarios.
I’m in a strange mood.
1:29 am 1 note
Every time I hear “When the sun hits” I feel like falling into a puddle. It feels like love.
3:15 am 1 note
2:20 am 960 notes
“True rebels after all, are as rare as true lovers, and in both cases, to mistake a fever for passion can destroy one’s life.”— James Baldwin
Eat better, stay hydrated, take walks, say good morning, positive thinking.
2:03 am 4 notes