everyone say happy birthday cardigan
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Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
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when it rains it pours,
but how big must a puddle grow
before it is considered a pond?
when does a pond become a lake?
i’m drowning,
but i insist that i’m dry.
insist i couldn’t die.
now every single day is overtime.
is extra credit.
is derealized.
i’m drowning but i
wring my clothes
and promise that i’m dry.
it’s good for the flowers, they say.
that’s very good.
you’ll need them soon.
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not a trad wife who “believes feminism is ruining the country” and “has traditional family values” following one of my blogs (I blocked) but all of her likes being absolutely graphic raceplay porn LMAO OKAY????
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finally, i have arrived;
this must be the void they always talk about
sanity (demo) | paramore
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It’s weird to grow up in a family where you know you’re loved but you don’t feel loved. And then later in adulthood you understand how almost impossible it seems to cross that distance and let yourself experience closeness, how otherworldly love feels now and how love feels unbearable at times. You flinch when someone tries to wholeheartedly love you. And over and over you see so clearly how you cannot be loved unless it's from afar and love is mixed with that familiar sensation of distance and coldness.
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TAYLOR SWIFT
Taylor Swift: The Eras Tour (Extended Edition)
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