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asoftepiloguemylove · 2 years
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"I need a father, I need a mother, I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God but the sky is empty."
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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mournfulroses · 1 month
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Sylvia Plath, from a journal entry featured in "The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath,"
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thoughtkick · 6 months
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Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
Sylvia Plath
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ivynightshade · 5 months
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fatima aamer bilal, from i mother it the absence of her, iii. i am not a person that can be loved for a very long time excerpt from moony moonless sky.
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quotefeeling · 13 days
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I am both worse and better than you thought.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath
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thebookquotes · 5 months
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I am both worse and better than you thought.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath
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amicus-noctis · 7 months
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moonstoast · 2 years
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—longing for love
what i could never confess without some bravado by emily palermo // nickie zimov // homosexuality by frank o’hara // normal people (2020) // the unabridged journal by sylvia plath // holly warburton
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thehopefulquotes · 4 months
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Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
Sylvia Plath
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deadlypoetacademia · 1 year
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the feminine, the masculine, the artistic urge to stare at the paintings until they make you hallucinate, to read poems until they seep inside your soul, to write such words that hold the power to shatter a person's heart and fill the void at the same time.
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averageperson888 · 5 months
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asoftepiloguemylove · 2 years
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"It is awful to want to go away and want to go nowhere."
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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mournfulroses · 21 days
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Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath; "Three Women,"
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thoughtkick · 11 months
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Please dont expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
Sylvia Plath
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ivynightshade · 4 months
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fatima aamer bilal, from coffin heart? bury me.
[text id: how did you get so close that i have to dissect you out from under my skin? / memory is a deathbed. remembrance is a grave. the memory of you is a scab that i keep picking so that it scars. a burn, a souvenir, something to claw at that claws back at me. / i refuse to be haunted by something less. / there's a sun-sized ache where your hands used to be. / and now that your place is empty, the blood in my heart pumps around nothing. / nothing. / nothing at all. / senseless circulation. / what am i to live for when i have made my body my casket? / where am i to go from here? / and i always knew longing had another name she wouldn't let me call her by — it's hunger. / my heart grew up to be far more starved than my stomach. / it's the things you learn in your childhood, from the words of your mother, from the hands of your father. / if your teeth do not graze my bones, i do not wish for you to kiss me. / how have i turned gentle love into such devastation? / such greediness? / i carry a coffin for a heart; everything i love must be buried. / plant your garden in the cracks of my skin—mud, gravel, everything. let my blood be water to cater to your needs. / terrible, terrible human, thinks barbarity and love are words of the same meaning. / a mad dog would be a far more gentle lover to the rocks being thrown at him. / and, my dear, i wouldn't ask you to fold me in the pages of your favorite book, just the embedment of fingers between my ribs. / how did you get so close that i have to dissect you out from under my skin? / GET CLOSER.]
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metamorphesque · 1 year
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musings on writing
Heaven Is Not Verbose: A Notebook by Vera Pavlova (tr. Steven Seymour), Letters Home by Sylvia Plath, MaddAddam by Margaret Atwood, A Breath of Life by Clarice Lispector, Isak Dinesen quoted by Raymond Carver, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath by Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Max Brod by Franz Kafka, Conversations with Kafka by Gustav Janouch, The Story of the Lost Child by Elena Ferrante, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934
buy me a coffee
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