Last night I couldn't sleep and couldn't sleep just because I wanted so badly to spill over to someone. I feel that I'm cut off from all humankind. I feel like putting my head on your shoulder and weeping from sheer homesickness.
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath wr. c. June 1951 featured in Letters Home: Correspondence 1950-1963
wintersong, s. jae-jones / orestes, euripides / bloodsport, yves olade / antigone, sophocles / mess is mine, vance joy / x / forever winter, taylor swift / x / x / x / aaron o'hanlon / the best day, taylor swift / the seven husbands of evelyn hugo, taylor jenkins reid / cat on a hot tin roof, tennessee williams / the song of achilles, madeline miller / dancing with our hands tied, taylor swift / h of h playbook, anne carson / mouthful of forevers, clementine von radics / caption: radiate, harbour
I'm convinced mama dragons carry their babies around in their mouth for protection, like how crocodiles do...
every night I think “wow this might be the night I go to bed early” and every time without fail I fuck it up
planetarium - adrienne rich/@twoheadedfawnn/ugly, bitter, and true - suzanne rivecca/a burning hill - mitski/a hora da estrela- clarice lispector/ @100493503004422/sharp objects - gillian flynn