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Kiana Khansmith
almost home
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Claire Keane
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@not-a-mountain
Oluchi Onweagba
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I don't repent.
Darling, speak to me
of another me
with the same lovesick eyes
whom you'll find again in the cold streets of night.
And think of me in her sad kiss
on the sweet lines beneath your eyes.
Forough Farrokhzad, from 'In Night's Cold Streets'; Sin: Selected Poems of Forugh Farrokhzad (trans. by Sholeh Wolpe)
So, India is dying.
Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.
If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.
To add to how dire the situation is here, Dr. Brahmar Mukherjee, an eminent data scientist, predicts that India will witness 800,000-1,000,000 cases being reported by the middle of May. And that's just the reported cases. Currently, in cities like Delhi, it is said that the number of unreported cases is 20 times the reported number. That is, if we're going by that estimation, India as a whole should be seeing 4.4 million cases of infection (a day), right now.
And the incompetence of the government in handling it ... I have no words.
I've attached links to two twitter threads through which you can find links to fundraisers and organizations that direly need your help. Please donate.
This is potentially life saving information everyone should know.
No you guys this post helped me find my cat. He was missing for almost a month and I’ve had him for over 12 years. After seeing this I put his favorite blanket he always slept on outside hoping he would smell mine or his scent and he was back the next fucking day asleep on it.
When my cat got out, we called and called for him, and then, later that night, I remembered similar advice to this, and so put his little scratching pad, which he adores, on the front porch. Not even half an hour later, I heard a thump, opened the door, and there was his big butt, meowing at me.
Important and vital
I don’t care that I reblogged this today I’m reblogging it again
This is an exception to not being related to writing.
for simba
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My body is a ghost ship. Mutiny. Mutiny. Mutiny.
Danelle Lejeune, from “(Mary) Celeste,” published in Drunk Monkeys (via lifeinpoetry)
Elizabeth Bennet: Do you want me to be like you or totally honest?
Jane Bennet: Are you saying I'm a liar?
Elizabeth Bennet: I'm saying you're an optimist. Same thing, basically.
instead of ‘headcanoning’ real fucking celebrities as gay or trans or nonbinary, why dont y’all just fucking support real lgbt celebrities
BROKEN MOON
blood red moons gazing at blood red dreams
Target Practice.
Towards The Giant