—> they’ll say they’re committing suicide….
Start ignoring people who threaten your joy.
Literally, ignore them.
Don’t invite any parts of them into your space.
I Don’t Want To Be “Sort Of Dating” Someone.
I Don’t Want To Be “Kinda Hanging Out” With Someone.
I Don’t Want To Spend A Lot of Energy Suppressing My Feelings So I Appear Uninvolved.
I Want To Be Involved.
I Want To Be Sleeping With Someone I Know I’ll See Again.
Because They’ve Already Demonstrated To Me That They’re Trustworthy And Honorable - -
And Into Me.
This is why I love Tumblr: because Tumblr sees everything. Tumblr will catch you and they will read you from the front to the back. The comments. The comments, girl. Because they sat there and said…Tumblr said, bitch, I have receipts! Tumblr is full of so many smart asses. Bitch, they not only named all of the other rappers who have supported gay rights [before Macklemore], they gave you the quotes for every single one of those rappers. The quote, the interview, the links (so you could check it your damn self), an audio file…Like, Tumblr comes with receipts, girl. Every. Single. Time. Them ni**as don’t play. I love Tumblr.
Crissle and Kid Fury, The Read podcast, “VMA Review”, 2013
What other platform so thoroughly gathers you together?