“I had to go through a time of isolation in order to come to terms with who and what I was, as distinguished from all the things I’d been told I was. […] I remember feeling that I’d come through something, shed a dying skin and was naked again. I wasn’t, perhaps, but I certainly felt more at ease with myself. And then I was able to write.”
— James Baldwin, in a 1984 Paris Review interview (via victoriajoan)
u kno when every single app on ur phone is so boring and u think what’s the fucking point. What’s the point of any of this shit. Why do we post photos of ourselves online why do we care what strangers are up to. Why do we keep seeking validation from strangers why is this all happening and why does it matter so much to so many of us