Joseph Acquaye
Model: Alfreda Amponsah New York Photographed by Me
Today I watched a movie about a 9 year old who didn’t like to make decision unless he knew how it would change his life.
In this film I thought about myself
Naturally
And the unnatural parts about me
Like
And this is no joke
Sometimes I think I see the future
I use to say I could either see myself dying really young or really old and there was never any in between
I’ve seen my life with a boy
I’ve seen our family
I’ve seen the Christmas card
I’ve seen us taking over the world
I’ve seen myself with another boy
And us rocking in chairs together
Us laying in bed as the kids ran up and down the halls
I’ve seen us holding hands over breakfast
And bickering before bed
I’ve seen a life where I’m with a women
And she makes me the happiest I’ve ever been in my entire life
Never is there a moment that we don’t see the brighter side of things
We live in California I think
Because every time I think of us it’s always so sunny
Sometimes I see myself alone
I have a cat
And I mostly wear simple blacks and Denim
I work hard
My home has few plants
I get so much accomplished and I am really successful
But I’m alone
I’ve seen a life where I die at 27
With a white lighter in my hand
I lived an artsy life
I had enough stories for everyone to talk about st the funeral
But I was never truly myself
I was drowning in my obsession of chasing happiness
And one day I don’t make it
I’ve seen myself jump from many ledges
Crash the same car over and over
Crash someone else car
I’ve seen myself as an old lady who lives at the end of the culd es sac
I bake pies
And give piano lessons
I wave at the kids who board the bus for school
It’s actually just the house at the end of my block now
I’ve seen myself many different ways but which one is right
I don’t think I’ve decided yet
Sometimes I’ve seen myself on a path
And I know I could choose it
It’s clear as day what that life would be
But something says no
Something says this isn’t meant for me
And I listen
And I turn away
I may be left in known
But it’s my life to discover
I’ll figure it out
And each choice I make is always the right one
Even the choices I didn’t make
They were right too
Just for a different me
Or a me that doesn’t know it’s me
And sometimes
Things I didn’t choose now just weren’t meant for this moment
We can’t go back
Nothing with ever be the same
And time will always move forward regardless if we’re pushing it or standing still and it’s passing by
But whatever is meant to be will be
If I said no today maybe tomorrow it’ll be
If I said goodbye last week maybe in the next twenty years I’ll be ready for our next hello
Maybe I made a decision that made it easier for someone else to make another decision
Maybe I oberlooked something for someone else to find
Maybe I’m not the me I want to be
Maybe the me I didn’t choose is still waiting for me to discover her
Or them
Or him
But the me I am is the me I was meant to be
The me I will be was always meant for me
I’ll get there
Because I am me
I am me
I am
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The slaves in America was freed.
That’s 1865.
Civil Rights started 89 years later. That’s 1954.
In theory, it’s possible that your great-grandmother was alive when slavery ended.
So in order for you to say “slavery ended 400 years ago”… wait until 2265… if you’re alive at the time.
My Dream House hasn’t been much of a dream I haven’t had the chance to settle
My room flooded So I’m sleeping in the spare The chill room The room of requirement
At this point it’s my temporary bedroom I’ve been hesitant to settle into the chill room I felt like that was accepting my situation And I refused to accept it Today I yelled at my landlord for doing exactly as I asked I heard the first sign of problem and leapt It was not good So this is wild
I saw a counselor after Well scheduled an appointment For an interview Then we can set a session But I went I know it’s gonna be hard But I wanna be honest with myself I wanna talk to someone who’s paid to listen Someone who won’t judge But just wants to help
The floors in my room are gone I layed down a green rugged blanket in the chill room It makes it look like I have a grass carpet
I brought my tv in To drown out the ticking clock I turned on sims But I’m so uncomfortable sleeping on air But I covered it in 3 blankets I’m comfortable Mostly I’m trying to be
eclipse // 2.5 hours
i finally tried animating my bnha oc angela. she’s learning how to appreciate her power!! this was my first time combining pose to pose and straight ahead animation, a true learning experience!! animating is fun (ノ^ヮ^)ノ*:・゚✧
She was sweet chocolate ruling the cosmic heavens…
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Dead and no way to remember and memorialize them. Gone with no connections, no heirlooms… that shit hurts.
And that is exactly why they didn’t want them reading and writing! They knew that written documents could be used as pieces of history to connect us