I’ve taken some time by myself off of social media to reflect and I’ve decided I’m leaving for now. Might remake another tumblr later down the line, who knows. My queue may or may not keep posting things until it doesn’t anymore.

This piece of shit blog is high school to me. Been with me through thick and thin. Fucked things up and made things right. Lost me people and found me better ones. Hm.

Anyway. That’s all over now. So this must be too. As the saying goes, “Everything beautiful must die”. Or was it “Everything you love will turn to shit and die”?

Doesn’t really matter now, does it. Nothing does in the end.

nayx:

this is like one of those tumblr text posts that never happened except this happened

qtiest:

ya but have u ever seen brown eyes when they’re in the sun??? they literally turn gold like screw those lame ass blue and green motherfuckers gettin all the love

it-used-to-be-fun:

My family is from Nigeria, and my full name is Uzoamaka, which means “The road is good.” Quick lesson: My tribe is Igbo, and you name your kid something that tells your history and hopefully predicts your future. So anyway, in grade school, because my last name started with an A, I was the first in roll call, and nobody ever knew how to pronounce it. So I went home and asked my mother if I could be called Zoe. I remember she was cooking, and in her Nigerian accent she said, “Why?” I said, “Nobody can pronounce it.” Without missing a beat, she said, “If they can learn to say Tchaikovsky and Michelangelo and Dostoyevsky, they can learn to say Uzoamaka.” 

Bella Naija, 2014 (x)

Gonna take a hiatus. I need to be away from social media before I fuck more things up. Don’t know when I’ll be back.

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