—Albert Camus
I have so much potential… i can’t give up on myself.
to be seen without performing. to be heard without screaming. to be missed without disappearing. to be enough without proving it. to be held without falling apart. to be understood without explaining. to be wanted without conditions. to be. to be.
May 8, 1963 Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters First published: 1977
— natalie díaz, from “american arithmetic”, postcolonial love poem (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
i honestly don’t have faith in finding something super special with someone else because this generation is so far detached from their own emotions as well as others. and not all are detached because of being hurt, a lot of people have acted detached and nonchalant to seem cool. they’ve settled so far into fake emotions that they’ve made a problem for themselves and others while pretending so hard they became it. it’s not cool to act detached. it’s not cool to act nonchalant. that is how you miss some of your greatest connections. as someone who has actually been hurt before, this facade put on is dreadful.
Pride & Prejudice (2005) dir. Joe Wright
life has made me so quiet. i just wanna listen. no more talking, no more explaining, no more begging. silence.
yeah we’re like best friends. i like her posts all the time
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