the sadness will last forever

just because I spend some time doing nothing doesn’t mean I’m relaxing. I have not once relaxed

i really, really love the moon

there is no final version of yourself. we never stop growing or changing, nor should we. stop beating yourself up for not being ‘there’ yet.

Sylvia Plath was right

About what?

“Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording —all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.”

hi, there is no correlation between your weight & your worth

i’ve lost my youth and young adult life to mental illness and those are years i’ll never fucking get back and it’s not poetic it’s fucking devastating