REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.

Saying “Guns don’t kill people, people kill people” is a good argument for why there should be stricter gun laws…because people kill people.

It was a moment between the day and night, In between lunch and dinner time, It comes when you least expect it. But you just had to know, You have to keep going ;

My grandpa passed away last 2015, grandma followed before 2018 starts. They were buried with this view. It’s my favorite place to go and sunsets are my favorite. It also feels like they’re with me. Well, along with thousands of deceased, it’s a cemetery for a reason.

You were gone,

But my love for you stayed.

Dreaming about you made my mind not to wake up from it.

Women barely get any notice in animation let alone WOC so here’s an appreciation thread for them

Josie Trinidad a Filipino story artist who was head of story on Zootopia,Wreck It Ralph and the upcoming Ralph Breaks the Internet

Jennifer Yuh Nelson is a Korean Story artist at Dreamworks also director of Kung Fu Panda 2 and Kung Fu Panda 3 Yuh is the first woman to solely direct an animated feature from a major Hollywood studio.

Fawn Veerasunthorn,who was born and raised in Thailand who moved to America to work at Disney without knowing English and now works at Disney Animation as a Story Artist and Story Supervisor

Domee Shi a Story Artist and Director at Pixar who was born China and Raised in Toronto she just recently directed Bao the short in front of the incredibles 2 and is now set to direct her first full length feature at Pixar

Feel free to add more that I may have missed

You know what’s the worst of crying?

It’s when you try to steady your breath, a tear escapes your eyes and suddenly you are a god damn waterfall.

It’s when a sound must escape your chest and you have this urge to stop it in your throat.

It’s when you can’t breathe out loud cause you know you’re gonna be on full bawling.

It’s when you have to put a hand over your mouth or bite something just to suppress everything and hope that if something else hurts you won’t notice the pain eating you inside.

It’s when your head starts to ache and hope you just fall asleep while holding tightly to your pillow or a blanket.

It’s when the world is quiet and the only noise you hear is coming out of you.

It’s when you thought you already healed and you remember the pain you’ve already forgotten.

It’s the worst of crying because while you want to release everything you can’t go looking at the past like it’s not affecting your present.

It’s the worst because no one can know. Not that you’re being stubborn or putting a brave face, it’s the worst because you chose to do it alone. Because you actually know what to do, you just don’t know how.

Tonight’s drama is on me. I dwell on it and guess whose heart hurts now? 🤷🏽‍♀️

Oh honey, I’ve never believed A word you said. Until you told me, Shooting stars Are rock and dust. Burning up. Falling unto us. Just like us, Falling in love. Have a fight. Good and bad. But to me, You are light To my dark sky

Fall for me in the middle of August

The sky is perfect

You can drink the night away,

Fill up the void, the absence.

But no amount of alcohol

Would ever occupy that space

You call loneliness.

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