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Some days I’m the ocean. Some days I’m the ship.
Tonight, I’m the lighthouse: at the edge, alone, and burning.
-Vasiliki
If no one cares for you at all, do you even really exist?
You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire .
When will I start reading for pleasure instead of escape??
“You want nothing but patience—or give it a more fascinating name, call it hope.”
That’s the thing about women. There’s no good way to be one. Wear your emotions on your sleeve and you’re hysterical. Keep them tucked away where your boyfriend doesn’t have to tend to them and you’re a heartless bitch
“You’re in books. Of course you don’t have a life. None of us do. There’s always something too good to read.”
What connects you and I is the fact that we’re just people trying.
- Old lady in the bookstore.
I HATE when writers describe anything red as “crimson”, put your fucking thinking cap on omg.
It feels like I’m living 10 lives at once, and when one collides with the other I want to rip my hair out.
Mia Goth as Sylvia Plath.
Sometimes (all the time) when I vent or cry to someone, I don’t want advice. I know what to do. I just want sympathy and for someone to applaud my resilience after my pain.
Are we having an Ethel or Lana type of day today ladies? Feeling a bit crazy.
crying is the refuge of plain women , but the ruin of pretty ones.
- Oscar Wilde
With very swift and running feets you had passed from Romance to Realism.
Oscar Wilde
Me while writing an essay: Hmm I should write a better word for this
*thinks for 2 mins*
*Writes the same word*
Studying the poem it’s based off by Keats it’s pretty good
Sir Frank Dicksee- La Belle Dame sans Merci (detail) c. 1901