Sylvia Plath — "I felt like I was trapped in a bell jar, stewing in my own sour air."
I felt like I was trapped in a bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.
I felt like I was trapped in a bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.
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"I am a victim of my own moods. I am a slave to them."
"I felt like I was a prisoner, trapped in my own skin."
"I don't care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual."
"I felt like I was drowning, and nobody saw me."
"I am a genius of an artist; I have a genius for living."
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