Things I Found On Tiktok And Pinterest Remind Me Of Post-seine Javert

”are you ok”

no i wanna listen to the sound of you blinking, wanna listen to your hands soothe, listen to your heart beating, listen to the way you move

Harrison Wood Hsiang

forever in my 'you don't believe in anything' 'i believe in you' season ❤️💚

bitch you better not be sitting and staring at your old wounds forever wtf

& you know what it actually IS lifechanging to smile at strangers & say please & thank you & goodmorning & compliment someones outfit & help someone in need & be more accepting of loving other people just because they are other people!!!

Dudddde what if we were foils and you were beautiful and i was ugly and you have revolution in your eyes and i believe in nothing and you chastely drop your eyes at all things that were not the republic and i stare fixedly at all women and you were absolute in your ideas and i was shapeless and you pitied me and i venerated you and you scorned me and i admired you and you disdained me and i loved you. What if in the presence of you i became someone once more, what if i was charmed by your chaste, healthy, firm, upright, hard, candid nature without me being clearly aware of it and without the idea of explaining it to myself occurring, what if i had need of you, what if i were your unaccepted pylades what if bro can you hear me

“Your love is suspicious; for I do not deserve it.”

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