and what about belonging?
I have not yet found a place to be..
…so i am here
the evidence of a lifetime spent longing.
And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.
And when I do say something, it’s a problem
Who the fuck cares if teenage girls want to stick a rhinestone on their forehead at a music festival like you guys are pathetic get angry about something that actually matters for onceit’s funny when it’s not your culture being turned into a fashion accessory devoid of it’s cultural importance and meaning when your culture is full of cheese whiz and extreme couponing witcho pale ass