No one sings songs for sad black girls. There’s no national outcry when black boys kills themselves due to bullying. Black tears don’t conjure feelings of empathy. No one writes love on the arms of black people.

The Front Bottoms - Fuck Jobs


*goes to a party and awkwardly follows freind around the entire time*


share a coke with your own crippling sense of loneliness and inability to be mentally present in the real world