I Hope Terrible Things Happen To Them Both

my five stages of grief are all messed up

denial > bargaining > depression > anger > acceptance

A stupid, desperate boy who wallows in self-pity, blaming his friends for leaving him. I know you, [...], though you may not know yourself. You left them. And you'd do it again.

So go, [...] run home, or starve in the Blight. It doesn't matter to me, because you don't matter. Just spare me the misery of your company.

"this relationship only ends if one of us die" x "as if whoever comes first isn't coming back to haunt the other"

oh, 🌻, how I adore you

maybe i was crazy , or maybe i was just a girl interrupted

and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now 🎶

to the person in the bell jar...

Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath’ / Vilhelm Hammershøi / Nicole Krauss, from ‘The History of Love’ / Ramon Casas / Joy Harjo, from ‘Speaking Tree’ / D S (saatchiart) / Fyodor Dostoevsky, from ‘The Idiot’ / Aleardo Terzi / Sylvia Plath, from ‘The Bell Jar’

buy me a coffee

the moment you lose what you once had with someone is so heartbreaking, jesus christ

started with a kiss “ohwemuststopmeetinglikethis!” but it always ends with a town car speeding out the drive one evening. ended with the slam of a door then he’ll call her a whore, wish he wouldn’t be sore, cause as she was leaving it felt like breathin’! all her fuckin’ lives flashed before her eyes. It feels like the time she feel through the i-i-i-ce then came out alive!

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