I’ve shedded skins since you left
So no fingerprints of yours remain on me.
If only I could do the same with my heart,
It’s still entirely covered in you
-JF-
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.
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I’ve shedded skins since you left
So no fingerprints of yours remain on me.
If only I could do the same with my heart,
It’s still entirely covered in you
-JF-
Sue Zhao // Dialogues on Love #4 // “Maybe I already do”
"I love you darling but it doesn't come out quite right, I think I will die with poetry in my heart."
“Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.” - Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
You love people and you love them alot and when they leave , you cry and you cry alot but the day you realise what you were doing is the day you won't love them anymore.
@scribblersobia
“I wish I knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart…I do nothing all day, boredom settles in, I look at the sky so I get to feel even smaller than I already feel and my mind keeps poisoning itself uselessly.” - Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath
Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh
I can’t believe I’m expected to do things.. I am full time busy being mentally ill
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