do-not-perceive-me:

The 20’s are upon us, so let’s bring back going to university in suits, smoking in cafés while discussing academia, wearing bold red lipstick everyday and getting absolutely drunk on weekends while listening to jazz

seashellronan:

ireland sending aid to native americans affected by the corona virus in return for their help during the famine that is truly iconic, big brain activity

luz-ambiental:

“Say we spend our last moments staring at each other, hands knotted together, clutching the dog, watching the sky burn. Say, It doesn’t matter. Say, That would be enough. Say you’d still want this: us alive, right here, feeling lucky.”

— Ada Limón, closing lines to “The Conditional,” Bright Dead Things: Poems (Milkweed Editions, 2015)