It’s not him that’s upsetting you. Those feelings that you have are not there because of him. They’re there because of your inherent desire to be loved, a desire that all human beings have.
Let me not be weak and tell others how bleeding I am internally; how day by day it drips, and gathers, and congeals.
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals (via mercurieux)
The idea of not being a kid anymore terrifies me. I am an adult and I have been hurled out of the world of boys and girls into the fray of men and women, and expected to function as a grown-up when I never functioned very well as a kid.
Kelley York, Suicide Watch (via katisque)