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Youβre not on the planet to love 110%. Youβre here to love 50.
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you canβt believe what you think about yourself after sundown and you canβt believe what you think about yourself on your period and you canβt believe what you think about yourself when youβre hungry and you canβt believe what you think about yourself when youβre tired, the only time you can believe what you think about yourself is the split second after youβve made someone laugh but only if itβs something other than βi should be a standup comedianβ
Morning sex and me making you breakfast after.
β isa b. june's embrace
Iβm literally an angel what else do you want from me
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
I am the cherry on top.
iβm ready for june. the purest month. the friday afternoon of summer, when the world hums with possibility. when spring kisses summer on the cheek, leaves behind a trail of ferns and dew. june is packing your suitcase for a trip. june is a sprinkler in the lawn. june is goodbye and hello all at once. every day feels like the first moment after you wake up, when the dreams still stick to your skin. we wander dazed and hazy in the infant months of heat and sun. we are lovely and unafraid
No more temporaryβs. Give me something to grow with.
im scared of low effort men
The only thing I look forward to is a better me
Anne Sexton, from βThe Truth The Dead Knowβ in The Complete Poems of Anne Sexton