"I was trapped, with the tantalizing little square of night above me, and the warm, feminine atmosphere of the house enveloping me in its thick, feathery smothering embrace."
--Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
this is going to have me on my hands and knees dry heaving
Continuing to be warm and soft and open to the possibilities of life even when it seems hopeless and you’re heartbroken and soul sick does actually work btw. Like there will be love around you again and real recognizes real
i loooveee this
allow me to assign you one of my favourite mythological ‘tropes’.
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in a world where there is so much grief to be had, leading the people to water and letting them drink from your cupped hands
i started listening to carly rae jespen because of this essay (i’ll put it below) and i think about it all the time. like. this guy says it better than i ever could.
“That isn’t who I want to be so I will simply not become it” are words I repeat to myself often these days.
sum i made, nothing compares to the feeling pencil on paper evokes
Toni Morrison on grief