There comes a time when the sun is defiant. Just about the time when moods change, inevitable seasons of a day, transitions from one color to another, that hour or minute or second when the sun is finally defeated, finally sinks into the realization that it cannot, with all its power to heal or burn, exist forever, there comes an illumination where the sun and earth meet, a final burst of burning red-orange fury reminding us that although endings are inevitable, they are necessary for rebirths.
excerpt from “The Moths” by Helena Maria Viramontes (via mysweetcharade) 2 notes

Today is my 2 year anniversary of my night spent in a holding cell for possession of marijuana.

In short,

FUCK THE POLICE!

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