“me: im trying, like really, i really am inner me, the 6 voices living in my head, other people, my dog, my cat, the entire world probably: bitch it’s not good enough”— Sade Andria Zabala, sadeandriazabala.com
“When you take your pill it's like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside you.”— Richard Brautigan, amazon.com
“Girl split down the middle and re-sewn. Girl pulling stitches from the backs of her legs. Girl bleeding into plaster. Girl who cannot kneel in church. Girl tearing herself apart.”— Molly McCully Brown, pleiadesmag.com
“Still, my other tongue wants to speak. My other tongue wants to be kissed. My other tongue speaks for me. My other tongue cuts others off. My other tongue feels the entitlement that some people don’t even know they have. My other tongue knows such tenderness. Such mortality and cowardice and neglect…”— Jenny Zhang, jennybagel.com
“The bitch in the photograph wears my face. I cut off my nose, her nose collapses. Chop down my hair & hers shrieks from the sink. How many poems do I have to write ‘til she gets dead, how many live-wire syllables? I drive a fork into her heart & she comes back a quart of blood-hyped milk. Some girls…”— Rachel McKibbens, therumpus.net
“Daydreaming about alternative lives to escape my own has become a coping mechanism which I have internalised so much that it happens unconsciously throughout the day. I’ll be always daydreaming in the back of my head no matter what I do.”— 50-km, 50-km.tumblr.com
“There’s something off about that girl. Borderline. Any little shock could push her right over the edge.”— Margaret Atwood, amazon.com
“Is anything more bullshit, kale-eating, juice-fasting contemporary American than the notion of self-love? "Be gentle with yourself, you deserve it." Do I really?”— Melissa Broder, amazon.com
“You are scared of containing multitudes. Why does it have to be all or nothing? Why are you just straight up good or straight up evil? What if you're a lovable douchebag? What if you are a heavenly asshole? What if you are a destructive beautiful person?”— Melissa Broder, amazon.com
“The truth is, distance and unavailability—flecked with short-lived, gorgeous IRL binges—were what made the drug-person so intoxicating. I wanted more of the drug-person than could ever be available. When I didn’t get a text, I was, as junkies say, sick. When I received a text it made me well. But it…”— Melissa Broder, amazon.com
“i say yes ‘you were angry about your body’ i am angry about my body i am angry about the money it eats and eats with its bad organs / the body is with organs and i do believe that / the body is also with labor and rarely paid.”— Liz Bowen, dreampoppress.net
“you know those moods where you just wanna cut everything and everyone off 'n just fall asleep for like two weeks.”— bpdlils, bpdlils.tumblr.com
“she’s distant! she’s incoherent! she’s sensitive! she uses escapism as a coping mechanism! she’s me!!!”— plantwitch, plantwitch.tumblr.com
“this next song is called ‘i know my feelings are important but ive been abused my entire life and dont know how to express them without dismissing them’. i hope you like it. *screams*”— bpdcosmos, bpdcosmos.tumblr.com
“Finally, she said: ‘I’m lonely’ — it’s weird but you tell the wolves things, sometimes. You can’t help it, all these old wounds come open and suddenly you’re confessing to a wolf who never says anything back. She said: 'I’m lonely,’ and they ate her in the street.”— Catherynne M. Valente, fantasy-magazine.com