fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.
[text id: i am too little, and too much, and never enough.]
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.
[text id: i am too little, and too much, and never enough.]
The slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull.
— Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems, (1981)
-sylvia plath
Sylvia Plath, from a poem titled "Whitsun," featured in The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath
#me wanting to retire right the fuck now
river textures, 2024
I actually really like this so I'm reblogging twice
Quotes by Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath
I just want to remind you that sometimes your life really doesn't begin until you are 26+... Romanticizing and obsessing over our youth is harmful. Growing up is beautiful. Discovering who you are and how you interact with the world is a gift. Maturing and learning what you truly want out of life and living in that purpose brings fulfillment and peace. Your life is not over in your early 20's because you haven't figured it out yet, it's just beginning.
Anne Carson, from The Glass Essay
Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died