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
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citrinewrites
Jul 04, 2024 12:56AM
I don't think I'm gonna update till the end of my exams.. I'm so cooked.View all Conversations
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The Taste of Adrian Hugo
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