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isolation the most goated coping mechanism i love talking to no one and losing my mind alone
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“Nobody speaks to me. People fall in love with me, and annoy me and distress me and flatter me and excite me and—and all that sort of thing. But no one speaks to me. I sometimes think that no one can. Can you?”
— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter to Arthur Davison Ficke featured in Savage Beauty: The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay (via violentwavesofemotion)
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Louise Glück, from Persephone The Wanderer in "Poems 1962-2012"
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I never fucking asked for attachment issues. I don't want this shit. I just want to be capable of normal fucking relationships.
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there’s a part of me that wants to be completely and utterly alone. then there’s the other part that desperately clings to anyone i care about. i feel rather pathetic either way.
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no talking stage I pull u towards me by our red string of fate and then we kiss on the mouth
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I had this little mindshift the other day and decided to write this poem.
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i dont want to download tinder i want girls to invite me over through premonition and dreams
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sometimes being a teenage girl feels like drowning (in tears, hope or yourself)
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I love you moss I love you mushrooms I love you morning dew I love you trees I love you rain I love you crows I love you crunchy leaves I love you autumn I love you nature
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making bad art and dressing weirdly and collecting random things and listening to silly music is actually so important
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entering into my evil girl era (finally standing up for myself)
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