kushandwizdom:

The Good Vibe

kushandwizdom:

The Good Vibe

I never said it would be easy, I only said it would be worth it.

Source: ― Mae West (via psych-quotes)
inspectah-deck:

Kendrick Lamar and J. Cole in the studio

inspectah-deck:

Kendrick Lamar and J. Cole in the studio

If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.

Source: Sylvia Plath (via stillherestillme)

I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain, and never shut myself up in a numb core of non-feeling, or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out. To learn and to think; to think and to live; to live and learn: this always, with new insight, new understanding, and new love.

Source: Silvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Silvia Plath (via wasanyoneever)

But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless that I couldn’t do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn’t in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret and a whole lot harder to get at.

Source: Silvia Plath (via emilyisthebaum)

I like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.

Source: Silvia Plath (via pigmenting)

What horrifies me most is the idea of being useless: well-educated, brilliantly promising, and fading out into an indifferent middle age.

Source: Silvia Plath (via takeyourcue)

I wonder why I don’t go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip on hour more of sleep and live.

Source: Sylvia Plath (via roxyfoxy1188)

Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.

Source: Silvia Plath (via exhilaratiion)

I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.

Source: Silvia Plath (via allpersistingstars)

Being born a woman is an awful tragedy… Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars - to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording - all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night…

Source: Sylvia Plath (via lonesome-but-never-lonely)

The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn’t thought about it.

I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?

Source: Silvia Plath  (via wanderwonderette)