You will be too raw for some. You will be too loud, too big, too fierce, too quiet, too deep. These are not your people.
S.C. Lourie
"Your solitude, even in the midst of quite foreign circumstances, will be a hold and a home for you, and leading from it you will find all the paths you need."
R. M. Rilke in Letters to a Young Poet
“What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I'm afraid.”
The Journals of Sylvia Plath, Sylvia Plath
“Reputation, reputation, reputation! Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial.”
Othello, William Shakespeare
it’s just me and my panadol against the world
this part in the la la land script just broke me all over again
“What did she smell like?” - Jasmine Mans
Resurrecting the Dolls’ House, Margaret Atwood
go, and reach for the sky. hold the stars carefully in your grasp. fight for what you believe in. for you are young, and the world belongs to you.
“One morning this sadness will fossilize
And I will forget how to cry
I'll keep going to work and you won't see a change
Save perhaps a slight gray in my eye”
Painting: Automat by Edward Hopper, 1927
Song: Fireworks, Mitski
Resurrecting the Dolls’ House, Margaret Atwood
A poem on childhood