You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood.
Photos that speak: Fuck your fountain. Fuck your tree. Fuck voter suppression. Fuck your labels. Fuck your stereotypes. Fuck your hatred. Fuck your restaurants. Fuck that dude. Fuck police brutality.Fuck white supremacy.
u can like problematic people!!! just dont disrespect people that were offended because u cant accept the fact someone you like fucked up!!! stop making excuses!! stop silencing people who were offended and start listening!! damn is it so hard