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I was able to persuade myself that there was nothing wrong with me
Nausea, Jean Paul Sartre
Yes, it is difficult to love, to give all your time, your effort, your energy, your attention. To do anything for someone, to be there for them no matter what. But people don’t talk about how hard it is to let someone love you. To let someone hold you, let them listen to your thoughts and feelings. Let someone in. To let them kiss the scars on your skin, on your soul. Let them heal your wounds. To let them adore you, admire you. Let them stare into your heart and love it for all its imperfections. To let them adore and admire you, and not feel bad. Not feel ashamed and guilty. To accept the love you were so eager to give back. To let someone love you.
the moon is so pretty, the stars so bright, i feel the wind on my skin, i am alive.
before Pride ends, does any lady want to become swept up in a passionate Gothic romance with me and move to a crumbling manse out on the wind-lashed moors
i love being gay. i see a pretty girl and i’m like “i want to buy her flowers and stargaze with her”
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath
[text ID: And so it seems I must always write you letters that I can never send.]
I waited, as if the sea could make my decision for me.
– Sylvia Plath, from The Bell Jar
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