— Sylvia Plath, "The Bell Jar"

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@will-never-be-good-enough
— Sylvia Plath, "The Bell Jar"
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
black and blue // being as an ocean
— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”
I just need someone who understands, who really gets it someone who'll hold me through the worst of it all
this the one lol
I don't know what I am doing with my life.
Shout out to the people who never had a safe place. Who didn’t have a before trauma. Who were loved but not protected. Who were collateral damage in someone else’s breakdown. Who got fucked up so young that they’ll never know who they could have been.
Shout out to people who’ve never felt safe. I hope you do someday.
going through my old journals as part of therapy homework and i'm reading a section written in the emotional wreckage of a full-on breakdown when i get hit with this line:
There is never a satisfying answer to ‘Why didn’t they love me?’
like wow babe. good fucking point
The responsibility of love: To keep another's heart safe.