Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
I waited, as if the sea could make my decision for me.
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Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
I waited, as if the sea could make my decision for me.
My mother taught me that the longer you keep that howl trapped inside your body, the more wolf you become, but she never showed me how to let the howl out. Womanhood is also this: a violence louder on the inside than it is on the outside. Smiling when truly all you are doing is baring your teeth.
Nikita Gill, This Wild Violence Visits Again
— Jenny Slate, Little Weirds
“I owe myself the biggest apology for putting up with what I didn’t deserve.”
— Unknown
Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
“Remember, being yourself is the only way to find out who truly cares and loves you for you.”
— TheGoodVibe
— W.H. Auden
— Nikita Gill
Now that's what I'm talking about
— via knjfedog
To be seen is not to be loved. But to be loved is to be seen and understood completely.
You will be too raw for some. You will be too loud, too big, too fierce, too quiet, too deep. These are not your people.
S.C. Lourie
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground