They call me insane.
They call me yours.
I want to go to a place where people asks me if I ever fell in love and I don't start talking about my heartbreak
Marguerite Duras, from The Easy Life
Frrrrr
βI want a bfβ βI want a gfβ okay??? I want to let go of my past no matter how hurtful the memories might be??? I want love to define me rather than break me in my feverish attempts to seek it????? I want the ever shifting opinions of other people to no longer have such a chokehold on me?????
Atleast we are under the same sky my love.
"π΄ππ π‘βππ, πππ πππππ¦ πππβπ‘, πππ¦ ππππππ π½π’ππ"
β Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter to Arthur Davison Ficke
-Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940β1956