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things are aligning in the most divine ways

↪ Alfonsina Storni, from Mask & Clover: Poems "The Siren" / Tumblr / Unknown from Pinterest / Unknown from Pinterest / Warsan Shire / Linger by The Cranberries / Don’t Delete the Kisses by Wolf Alice / Vladimir Nabokov / Tumblr

It's okay to half ass things. Not because your half-assing things is going to somehow be the best thing anyone has ever seen or even as good as someone who isn't half assing it. It's okay because sometimes that's the only way to do it. Hang your clothing up inside out because your clothes will be hung up. Dust a little bit because you will have dusted. Make a shitty meal because you'll have food. Never feel bad for half assing it.

in another universe i don’t have to wear my hijab and anti religious people won’t judge me for choosing to stay modest 

This photo made my day. Solidarity with #GiselePelicot and all survivors.

Colonizers write about flowers. I tell you about children throwing rocks at Israeli tanks seconds before becoming daisies. I want to be like those poets who care about the moon. Palestinians don’t see the moon from jail cells and prisons. It’s so beautiful, the moon. They’re so beautiful, the flowers.

— Noor Hindi, from “Fuck Your Lecture on Craft, My People Are Dying,” DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW.

one of the saddest things is when someone in your family tells you you would've loved someone who died before you were born. like my mother has told me & my best friend that we would have loved talking to her father. that me & my brothers have the same humor as our late uncle & even look like him. everyone is everywhere & nowhere & here & gone & dying & coming back. it's as though you know them through their shadow or their ghost or your own actions, but you won't ever really know. haunts me, i guess