stuckinapril:

i am in my 20s but also in my teenage years and also in my 40s

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geniussloci:

Anais Nin

fragmentsofbittersweet:

Detail from ‘Portrait of Simonetta Vespucci,’ (1480-1490), Piero di Cosimo

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weusedtobegiants:

What a secret language we talk, undertones, overtones, nuances, abstractions, symbols.

Anaïs Nin, from The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1931-1932

s0undmybarbaricyawp:

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ashstfu:

kafka had his diaries, didion had her notebooks, plath wrote in journals, and i have my tumblr blog

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heavensghost:

Olivia Gatwood, from Life of the party

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typewriter-worries:

The Trees Witness Everything, Victoria Chang

[ Text ID: Plath said growing hurts at first, / but when does the hurting stop? ]

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pigmenting:

“I burned so long so quiet you must have wondered if I loved you back. I did, I did, I do.”

— Annelyse Gelman from “The Pillowcase” in Everyone I Love is a Stranger to Someone

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idkwhattoputformyusername:

“I was written by a man.” “I was written by a woman.” That’s cute. I was written by Kafka. My life is a horrific labyrinth of confusion, misfortune, existential dread, and chronic self-loathing.

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fruitandflowercrowns:

i’ll open myself up to you, in every way

source

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emyofthevalley:

Morning reading in the dappled sunlight ☀️

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