December 2011
“I am vertical
But I would rather be horizontal.
I am not a tree with my root...”
– Sylvia Plath, I Am Vertical (via fleurishes)
I’m a mess. In the course of the mundanity in my life, it is only exemplified as nothing but struggling to pick yourself up after ruthlessly trying to please those indifferent, and escaping the extremely inviting memory. And as my words get as annoying and highfalutin as ever, it is painful to see and recognize the likeliness of never really approaching anything. Despite being drowned by...
