Nicole Dollanganger visits Jayne Mansfield, 2019

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Nicole Dollanganger visits Jayne Mansfield, 2019
Visited the house where Psycho was filmed when I was younger. Found this today in one of our photo albums.
it’s looking at me
i feel this way very much
Do you miss your old self?
I am still her, I have not changed, I am stuck in time, but it rudely continues on without me and everything seems to be falling apart, but I am alone, protected by my small bubble of spikes pointing inwards.
big town, synthetic apparitions of not being lonely
Francesco scognamiglio fall 17
“That’s a Crazy One: New York City 1990's” by Mel Stones
“I think... you're the sweetest guy in the world.”
“you’re so pretty,” okay write poetry about me then.
Original poem by me
—longing for love
what i could never confess without some bravado by emily palermo // nickie zimov // homosexuality by frank o’hara // normal people (2020) // the unabridged journal by sylvia plath // holly warburton
“The reason why I hate the idea of growing up, I guess, is subconsciously because I want to remain a child and be sheltered from accepting the responsibility of things like earning a living, cooking, and taking care of myself. I’m so scatterbrained in that regard that it is a mental effort to remember to wash my underwear – to bring in a practical note. I also shy away from making decisions and thinking about what I’m good for – which I am convinced, isn’t much.”
— Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ann Davidow-Goodman c. January 1951Â