3910.) The reason I need your kisses and I need to...
3916.) I can and will never love anyone as much as...
3946.) I hate how you act like you have...
4016.) I won't let myself be happy, because I...
4062.) I don't even know why people like me. I'm...
heylauren: You know how in a foreign language class, sometimes you go by a different name? When I was in fifth grade, I told my Spanish teacher I wanted my name in class to be Sylvia. After Sylvia Plath. In fifth grade. I was 9. I think I’m inherently morbid.
Literature is the distillation of all the lives we will never get to live.– Jessica Zafra (via neurotikka) (via awritersruminations)
Go, go, go, said the bird: human kind Cannot bear very much reality. Time past...– The Four Quartets, No. I: Burnt Norton (via tseliot) (via awritersruminations)
And I don’t know, don’t know, if we belong together or apart, except that my...– Anne Sexton (via obsessive-scribbler) (via fuckyeahannesexton) (via awritersruminations)
Discussion of Poems in The Bell Jar
Buddy: Do you know what a poem is, Esther?
Esther: No, what?
Buddy [proudly]: A piece of dust.
Esther: So are the cadavers you cut up. So are the people you think you're curing. They're dust as dust as dust. I reckon a good poem lasts a whole lot longer than a hundred of those people put together.
Un mois aujourd'hui.
:) Je t’aime.
a new, less dodgy/disgusting photo, haha.
There is nothing sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love...– The Tale of Despereaux, Kate DiCamillo (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her...– Lady Chatterley’s Lover, D.H. Lawrence (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
If you expect nothing from somebody you are never disappointed by them.– The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath (via lovewalk) (via fuckyeahsylviaplath)