Suddenly I wonder, ‘Where is the girl that I was last year? Two years ago? What would she think of me now?
Sylvia Plath
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I don’t know how to stay tender
with this much blood in my mouth
Ophelia, Act IV, Scene V (via sittinginyourlapandtakingadrag)
Her soul was beautiful, but nobody cared.
Sophia Carey (via shareaquote)
i am
afraid
that if i
open
myself i will not
stop pouring. (why do i fear
becoming a river. what mountain
gave me such shame.)
Jamie Oliveira, “Erosion”
and nothing was burning,
nothing but I,
Denise Levertov, from Poems: 1960 – 1967; “Caedmon,”
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George Elgar Hicks, On the Seashore (1879) | Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (1847)
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