To All The Girls I’ve Loved Before But I Didn’t Realise Because Of Compulsory Heterosexuality
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To All The Girls I’ve Loved Before But I Didn’t Realise Because Of Compulsory Heterosexuality
I don’t feel like a real person. I just feel like a collection of what people want me to be and various mental disorders.
nobody can handle me and that’s terrifying because neither can i
the reason i’m single is because whenever people flirt with me i just straight-up pretend they didn’t because i don’t know how to respond unless i’m 110% sure they’re into me.
“I was more concerned with approval than honesty. I was quick to “mirror” — saying what I believed I “should” say, deferring to someone else’s opinion even if I didn’t share it, and avoided being disliked at all costs, even if the end result was being disingenuous.
I would rearrange myself for a person if it meant these distant, withholding people might love me back. I’ve done this all of my life — and at times, it’s made me pretty miserable.
I became someone I disliked a lot of the time, but for a while, it was easy to overlook this as long as I had some special person’s approval or praise. My opinion of myself didn’t matter as much as the opinions of other people — and the more emotionally unavailable and authoritative I perceived them as being, the more their opinions seemed to matter.”
Anne Boyer
Yesterday (Our Love Went Into A Coma), 2011 Video, monitor, microphone, love poem
me: (doesn’t directly tell anyone that i am struggling)
me: kinda interesting how nobody is ever there when i need them ://
Based off of this post by @poeticsuggestion
i admire women who are violent, bitter, cold, and furious. women who refuse to put up with anyone’s shit. women who live for vengeance. women who have endured the unendurable and were forever changed by it. three cheers for being a heartless bitch
“You felt no reality. Only a weariness, a longing for a shoulder to sleep on, a pair of arms to curl up in — and a lack of that now.”
— Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via watchoutforintellect)
You never look at me from the place from which I see you.
Jacques Lacan (via littlemontage)
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Sarah Kane, 4.48 Psychosis.