
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
[text ID: I wish I knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart…]
I’m distant but it’s not cute or mysterious; I really want to be closer to people but it’s hard
““And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.””—
Once you stop trying to entertain this imaginary audience and start living for yourself things should get a bit better