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inkz123 · 2 months
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He doodlin
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luciferslilith7 · 3 months
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My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness.
Virginia Woolf
Selected Letters
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lil-inky · 2 years
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his existence brings me both amusement and inexplicable dread smh
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the urge to rattle him but naw I don’t wanna be within 3 feet with this man— /lh
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xxrrisxx · 6 months
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I'm not afraid of being lost. We all wander off from time to time. It's the fear of never quite finding myself that keeps me up at night.
Sylvia Plath
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cozylittleartblog · 7 months
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new button sets
feddy || bemdy
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fairydrowning · 2 years
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When "Sylvia Plath" said "I wanted to be where nobody I knew could ever come."
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lunar-seaz · 4 months
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This definitely happens more than it should...
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Fluffytale/Ccino belongs to Black-Nyanko
TTC belongs to @ask-the-cat-cafe
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heycallmeplease · 3 months
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Sylvia Plath, The bell jar
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vryfmi · 11 months
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[id from alt text: three ink drawings of Lucy Carlyle and the skull (Lockwood and Co books).
an above shot of Lucy and skull in human form lying in bed face-to-face, smiling at each other, half covered by duvet. “1. Dream” is written in the bottom right corner.
above shot of Lucy's attic room from one of the corners. on the foreground, on the right, there's a spider hanging from a cobweb. Lucy sits on the bed, turned away from viewer, facing towards the window, on her lap sits the skull. the room is very dark, the only light source is the window. “2. Spiders” is written in the bottom right corner.
Lucy sits with her legs up on chair next to a table under a window. with a hand that rests on her knees, Lucy holds chopsticks, and there's a cardboard box of takeout on the table. her other arm is reaching out to ghost-jar with the skull in it on the other side of the table, ghostly face is grimacing. there's a rucksack and a rapier leaning on table leg. “12. Spicey” is written in the bottom right corner./end id]
inktober but make it skullyle
day 1: dream | eepy time day 2: spiders | Lucy keeps skull exposed post TEG and her attic shows all signs of being haunted day 12: spicey | thai takeout
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daughterofchaosstuff · 5 months
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I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren't having any of those.
-Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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relaxingifs · 1 year
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Neon Green Alien stimboard for anon!
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i-want-to-be-a-poet · 2 months
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Shout out to Sylvia Plath
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luciferslilith7 · 5 months
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"If I didn't think, I would have been much happier."
~Sylvia Plath
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adecayingpoet · 1 month
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im thinking of writing a book and any ideas or tips to get started?
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glitteringstardust · 11 months
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💜 💚 💜 | 💚 💜 💚 | 💜 💚 💜
jhudora stimboard
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literaryvein · 2 months
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L. V., writing in the dark (pt. 9: because sometimes friends are better than therapists)
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