cherrywaved

libra sun, virgo rising, aries moon

[scrawnytoothpastetaste]

I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.

—Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

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haunting

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femme fatale era is loading…

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current era :

[floridakilos-666]

blood guts and chocolate cake

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current obsessions include: checking his snap maps, wolf alice, chic diet, fur headbands, skipping class, gossip girl, mads mikkelsen

[femdiary]

born to die

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when he sang,

the computer screens and piano symphonies

faded.

until there was nothing but bittersweet melodies

and i couldn’t help but think,

this is it.

[feral-ballad]

Mahmoud Darwish, tr. by Fady Joudah, from The Butterfly’s Burden; “We walk on the bridge”

[moralheart-deactivated20220222]

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‘’But after a while, I didn't do things because I didn't want him to think different about me. But the thing is, I wasn't being honest. So, why would I care whether or not he loved me when he didn't really know me?’’

-I'm now bound by leather shackles, trying to get him to see me for who I am ,despite presenting him with smoke and mirrors.