: I wonder how you see my aesthetic, angel girl 💖
you are a silk, milky cocoon wrapping something beautiful but somber. you are long white lace curtains floating from the summer breeze. you are the pretty ribbon wrapping around angel hair. infant headstones, sunshine. Star dust baby, you have a ghost for a heart.
"I got a baby’s brain and an old man’s heart."
— “I’m Eighteen” (song) by Alice Cooper
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"and you tell me my other self will you answer me at last I am tired of you I want you I dream of you for you against you answer me your name is a perfume about me your color bursts among the thorns bring back my heart with cool wine make me a coverlet of the morning I suffocate beneath this mask withered shrunken skin nothing exists save desire"
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"This is the vicious heart I hide from you:
gnashing, polluted, hooked to my ribs
like a burr, stuck there and stinging."
— From “Friends,” by Laure-Anne Bosselaar
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"When others asked the truth of me, I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could bear to live with."
— Anaïs Nin
"I seek and don’t find myself. I belong to chrysanthemum hours, neatly lined up in flowerpots."
— Fernando Pessoa
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"The darkness is leaking from the cracks.
I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life."
— Sylvia Plath, “Three Women,” from The Collected Poems
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i loved you at your darkest
"People of all sexes have the right to explore femininity, masculinity—and the infinite variations between—without criticism or ridicule."
— Leslie Feinberg
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