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
as a law student, I'm salivating at what's happening. As someone who loves twitter, I'm ready to kms
fresh out the slammer / peter
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- Sylvia Plath
[sexting] no live organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream. Hill House, not sane, stood by itself against its hills, holding darkness within; it had stood for eighty years and might stand for eighty more. within, walls continued upright, bricks met neatly, floors were firm, and doors were sensibly shut; silence lay steadily against the wood and stone of Hill House, and whatever walked there, walked alone.
it feels like i've killed someone and i can't wash my hands free of the blood or whatever taylor meant with "you're still all over me like a wine stained dress i can't wear anymore"
getting pregnancy symptoms without being pregnant is ridiculous
Web weave on breaking up.
love elizabeth s.
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