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Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "August," featured in White Pine: Poems & Prose Poems

the worst part is the wasted time, trust and wine. the deception is something I can deal, but I'm never seeing those again

listening to chappell roan & drink wine is just >>

-Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956

i know it's over and it never really began but in my heart it was so real

we went from reputation to tortured poets department reallyyyt fast

a needle in me would fix me like whether that’s a lobotomy, a drug, a piercing, or a tattoo, I don’t really care.

hey kitten, remember the conversation we had earlier this week? well, everyone on Reddit says that you are the asshole.

it's made me bitter and horrible, which is fine

creating pomegranatears was the biggest mistake of my life