Anonymous asked
Tell me about your first love
tell me about yours
27 || CA
the love you give is worth more than you know
Anonymous asked
Tell me about your first love
tell me about yours
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ann Davidow-Goodman, featured in The Letters Of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956
[Text ID: I know I’ll always think of you with something like hurt and nostalgia―and a great deal of love.]
Lil almond croissants for my roommateβs birthday breakfast (homemade frangipane and rum syrup, store-bought day old croissants)
𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: February 1. Nothing, merely tired. END ID]
lonely people are like nooooo i love the silence i love being by myself and then you ask them how their day has been and they tear up a bit
please be nice to me, i'm in my twenties. do you know what that does to a person
anxiety is so weird like why is my mental illness in my stomach
january is one of those months where you experience every feeling on the human spectrum and you just have to go about your day like that isn't happening