I had a great time today (I don’t want to go into the darkness alone.) you make me so happy (darling, the light is fading.) I’m going to love you forever and ever (I’m scared my forever can’t be much longer, love.) I’ll see you in the morning (there is a heaviness in my heart that will not quiet. I am fearing the sunrise will not come.) you make me so smile so much (you deserve better and I’m still sorry I couldn’t give it) I’ll do my best to take care of myself (my best is hiding from the darkness. my best is looking up wearily at the approaching night.) I’m tired (of breathing) I’ll see you (for that I can live) I love you (the poets spoke of the sun but I know only your smile.)
Louise Glück, “Unpainted Door” Poems 1962-2012 / Ingmar Bergman, Bergman On Bergman interviews with Stig Bjorkman, Torsten Manns and Jonas Sima / Moonlight 2016 dir. Barry Jenkins / Fiona Apple, Second Bite interview by Craig McLean, The Guardian / Eighth Grade 2018 dir. Bo Burnham / Norman Rockwell, Little Girl Looking Downstairs at Christmas Party / Anne Carson, “The Anthropology of Water” in Plainwater
You know when a girl has a crush again she'll have "synastry" and "composite chart" on her Tumblr search history
please don’t be mean to me i will literally be on my deathbed replaying it in my head asking myself why i’m such a unique annoyance to society
we’re gonna be ok btw
it’s ok if you’re scared. or tired. or unsure. or one million billion other complicated emotions at once. but i’ve decided things are going to be ok anyway. and i will hold that belief close to my heart no matter how scared or tired or lonely or depressed or one million billion other things i am. i will hold onto that. and if you’re scared, you can hold onto me. we can carry each other through
i wanna go back and hug my younger self so bad, that little girl went through so much
girls live in a world where they are forced to work and there is no time to read every second of the day and a beverage does not cost one dollar. and they wonder why we’re insane
sorry for not answering messages for three thousand years i have. Stew. in place of a brain. you know how it is