Girls Who Are Doomed By The Narrative!! Girls Who Have Been Dead Since The Beginning. Girls Who Are Dragged

eh muito paia quando a >existência< de alguém te deixa profundamente incomodado pq NÃO TEM O QUE VC FAZER

o q q eu vou fazer cometer assassinato ? não obg não eh muito meu tipo de atividade

sorcery is real 🙂

i know a body check when i see one

Thinking about the implications of "do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?" and her quite literally comparing that breakup to death multiple times

i know i should stop listening to the songs i've been looping since yesterday but they're just such a good background noise and translate what i'm feeling sooo well

-Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956

She stared at her reflection in the glossed shop windows as if to make sure, moment by moment, that she continued to exist.

Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

And I whisper to myself, I am safer alone.

Wasted, Marya Hornbacher / . / . / . / painting by Mladen Ilic / Paul Auster / Letters To Milena, Franz Kafka / Wide Sargasso Sea, Jean Rhys / The Departure Of The Train, Clarice Lispector / Beau Taplin

"are you guys okay with me being completely insane" but you aren't, you're just stupid

I miss knowing things (the perfect cookie recipe I made once and how to talk to you)