I Want People With Whom I Can Go To Bookstores And Read.

I'm going to fuck that nerd

Sylvia Plath, from a letter featured in The Letters of Sylvia Plath Vol. 1: 1940-1956

I love people who read

She painted her soul like a beautiful sky,

made me sit down and stare at her eternal beauty.

~k

I wake up at 3AM with the smell of you but all I can taste is loneliness.

My heart shutters to synchronise with the beat of your heart ,but all it can ever create is pure mess.

As if it was made to be apathetic and you, well you? Art.

Her eyes and words are so icy

Oh but she burns

Like rum on the fire

She painted her soul like a beautiful sky,

made me sit down and stare at her eternal beauty.

~k

I wake up at 3AM with the smell of you but all I can taste is loneliness.

My heart shutters to synchronise with the beat of your heart ,but all it can ever create is pure mess.

As if it was made to be apathetic and you, well you? Art.

–Anonymous

my blog is just one long love letter to myself and all the people i used to be