I'm Literally Their Daughter.

... there was no one like me and I was unlike anyone else. 'I am alone and they are everyone,' ...

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes From Underground

me @ the moon: hello my love you look gorgeous tonight

Me, I am. 🩷

“The moon is a curving flower of gold, The sky is still and blue; The moon was made for the sky to hold, And I for you. The moon is a flower without a stem, The sky is luminous; Eternity was made for them, To-night for us.”

— Sara Teasdale, from Tonight; Love Songs: Poems, 1917

Especially simping for the moon.

life is crying, reading books, drinking coffee, listening to like 2 songs, yearning, simping for the moon and then you die

i talk to plants and the moon. ୨୧

think of me when the sky is pink

“your skin smells like light. i think you are the moon.”

— nayyirah waheed 

“A woman who writes feels too much, those trances and portents! […] She thinks she can warn the stars. A writer is essentially a spy. Dear love, I am that girl.”

— Anne Sexton, from “The Black Art,” published in Poetry (August 1962).