All these emotions 😭💔 #SeniorYear (Taken with instagram)
Langston Hughes, “Harlem”
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?(submitted by potatonutx)
(Source: considerthishippie)
Losing a friend.
It hurts. Especially when they meant the most to you. Losing that one close friend. The one you’ve known for years on end, going way back. Then suddenly, you slowly drift apart. Not even knowing eachother as much as before. The feeling if awkwardness while talking. Missing them like crazy. Holding the memories closely. Waiting for a miracle to happen, to be close again. It just hurts knowing things won’t be the same anymore.
People don’t change, they become a clearer version of who they really are.
(Source: february-twentyfifth)
