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put cocaine in my lipgloss so when he kisses me he thinks im god
dear lover, give me the one last painful kiss
otherworldly πͺ½π€π¬ποΈπ
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When Sylvia Plath said:
βI can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.β
I felt that.
"I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree... One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor... another fig was Constantin and Socrates.... a pack of other lovers... beyond and above these figs were many more... I saw myself sitting... starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet."
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Shout out to Sylvia Plath
My 3 personalities
βTake a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.β
β Frida Kahlo
Artwork: Le Printemps (Springtime), Pierre-Auguste Cot.
βWhat if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.β
β Franz Kafka
stay messy and educated π§ββοΈ
