I just won’t bring it up.
Underpainting
Michael Carini
I just won’t bring it up.

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this picture really speaks to me…
no matter how hard this black man tries to be noticed and treated equally by the white man, he’s constantly ignored
this is much like the plight of the average african-american in our oppressive america
uh what?
this guy looks scary as fuck, and I think I speak for everyone when I say that any white, asian, mexican, russian, german, indian, or african would try their best to ignore or kill that ridiculous looking thing.
this “statement” makes no sense, if it was even meant to be taken seriously. that doesn’t look like a civilized being. he is not trying to fit in at all.
black people are treated pretty equally, as far as law goes. maybe some people treat them different, but its not like their the only ones being mistreated. But most of the time, its because the lack of respect, manners, and lack of acting like a civilized person that gets you ignored. This goes for everybody, including whites, of which you’ll find plenty of.
If this guy really wants to be equal, try not looking like an evil mythological creature sent to collect souls from the living world.
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actually im not a horse, i’m a broom
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I love my dad and I enjoy and savor every last moment with him, knowing that it will all come to its eventual end.
I used to worry too much about my own imminent death.
But I realize that I need to worry about me later, because the best things in my life will probably the first things to go.
Death hasn’t ever been close to me. I haven’t personally known anyone that has died to my knowledge. Always distant relative, distant random teen, actors and actresses.
But the thought always lingers. My parents will die, and it won’t be okay.
I’m going to have to deal with that, inevitably.
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