Ugly, Bitter, And True By Suzanne Rivecca

Little Women (Greta Gerwig, 2019)

“Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that — I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much — so very much to learn.”

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via wnq-writers)

*listens to Vampire Weekend* anyone feel like smoking weed on the roof of an all boys private school and maybe form an unrequited homoerotic crush on a best friend?

suddenly remembered this poem as i was making breakfast this morning & frantically googled “poem remembered to buy eggs?????????” & somehow managed to find it & it utterly knocked the wind out of me just as much as when i first read it

You’re never going to get used to walking into a room and have people screaming at you. There’s a lot of things that come with the life you could get lost in. But you have to let it be what it is. I’ve learnt not to take everything too seriously.

#7: “What are you smiling about, sunshine?” (donate!)