Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Depression sucks… why can’t anyone ever treat me the way i want to be treated. Anyone i become fond of does the bare minimum:(
Some days are blue,
I just wanna run away.
Leave my life and all i know.
Find myself and never let go.
Some days i wanna forget you.
A couple days ago, i did the bravest thing i could ever do. I put myself first for once and i don’t regret it, i don’t think I’ve ever been this proud of myself.
You know it’s not meant to be when your heart starts to hurt when it’s time to lay down at night
I don’t care if it hurts I’m giving up
We accept the love we think we deserve….
