Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea

Thursday, May 31, 2012

I wish

“and like the cat I have nine times to die
this is Number Three” Lady Lazarus by Silvia Plath (a.k.a. my favorite poem/author)

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“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?” Silvia Plath (via wanderwonderette)

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Silvia Plath - The Bell Jar

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big sigh

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“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.” Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via aesopy)

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