each day i must leave the sweet, warm, tender embrace of my bed and venture into a cold, uncaring world that hates me being toasty warm and wants me to suffer for sins i have not yet committed
so unfortunately college isn’t just about performing ancient greek rituals with your friends
don’t you love when you’re casually reading a random poem and suddenly come across a line that burrows into your bones and becomes the definition of your heart for the next 17 years
she lives in the poetry she cannot write
I’m at the “we’ll see” stage in my life. With everything and everyone. We will see.
Henry Winter is so husband coded (I need to be institutionalized)
when they say "all you need is love " but all you need is henry winter
“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
· And I didn't have nothing more to say. It was horribly silent in my empty mind. And then one single scream.
The first and the last one ·
Damnation by Clara
depraved and withered. deprived and starved. they watch as i wallow in my despair in agony. they do not deny my suffering, simply ignoring it. the hatred, the tension. it’s all become too much for my tortured soul. wretched, corrupt, wicked. dark, evil, ornery. all my souls passions received in damnation.
no because henry winter would never
Perhaps I romanticize this state of loneliness so much that it becomes too beautiful.
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