Y'all Think About Love?

the fact that laughter is contagious is so beautiful to me. like oh that made you smile? that made you happy? well then, i have no choice but to be happy with you!

On Friendship.

Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, from “Psychopathology Ward”, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972

i’m okay with change and i’m fine if things are no longer the same i embrace change

hey sorry it's just that i don't think i'm very good at being a person. thanks for letting me try with you, anyway.

You Won't Be Alone (2022)

Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939-1947

You hate yourself so loudly. You hate yourself at the top of your lungs. Your loathing for yourself permeates your speech. “Sorry I’m just rambling.” “Don’t worry about it.” “Just ignore me.” “Sorry if I’m annoying you.” “Sorry I don’t make sense.” “Sorry about that.” Sorry, sorry, sorry. You act as if you have to beat everyone else to the punch. As if the punching bag is you. If you hate yourself first, if you hate yourself loudest, then nobody will hurt you. You clapped your hands over your ears and shut your eyes and balled yourself up so that you’d never have to experience people’s loathing for you. And it meant you never heard their love. You drowned it out. You screamed your hatred over it. And you never got to hear it. 

— Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath

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