Mother and Daughter, Maghreb, 1930s by Jean Besancenot
︻╦╤─ soft ghetto ─╤╦︻
i just sneezed and my brother texted me “shut up”
When I meet a friend’s friend and they leave us alone together
The true mark of maturity is when somebody hurts you and you try to understand their situation instead of trying to hurt them back.
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when the blunt was stronger than you thought it was