You know when life is like all responsibilities and shit weighing you down and you have that ginormous test you need to study for and board exams to study for and you lost your job so you’re not sure how you’re going to pay for the things that will ensure that you DO get another job and then the rest of life decides to be dumb and your emotions are shot to hell.

And I’m like goddamnit why the fuck am I not a cat.

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In case you were wondering if Harry Potter could still make you cry.

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Floral back tattoo | Dmitriy Samohin

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you may write me down in history
with your bitter, twisted lies,
you may trod me in the very dirt
but still, like dust, i’ll rise.

does my sassiness upset you?
why are you beset with gloom?
‘cause i walk like i’ve got oil wells
pumping in my living room.

just like moons and like suns,
with the certainty of tides,
just like hopes springing high,
still i’ll rise.

did you want to see me broken?
bowed head and lowered eyes?
shoulders falling down like teardrops,
weakened by my soulful cries.

does my haughtiness offend you?
don’t you take it awful hard
‘cause i laugh like i’ve got gold mines
diggin’ in my own back yard.

you may shoot me with your words,
you may cut me with your eyes,
you may kill me with your hatefulness,
but still, like air, i’ll rise.

does my sexiness upset you?
does it come as a surprise
that i dance like i’ve got diamonds
at the meeting of my thighs?

out of the huts of history’s shame
i rise
up from a past that’s rooted in pain
i rise
i’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
welling and swelling i bear in the tide.

leaving behind nights of terror and fear
i rise
into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
i rise
bringing the gifts my ancestors gave,
i am the dream and the hope of the slave.
i rise
i rise
i rise.

still i rise, maya angelou. if u only ever learn one poem off by heart, make it this one (via lzbth)

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