Sylvia Plath — "I felt my old world, my old self, beginning to rot away from me."
I felt my old world, my old self, beginning to rot away from me.
I felt my old world, my old self, beginning to rot away from me.
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"I am so utterly a hope. I am so utterly a despair."
"If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier."
"I underwent a rather brief and traumatic experience of badly-given shock treatments on an outpatient basis. Pretty soon, the only doubt in my mind was the precise time and method of committing suicide…"
"I don't care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual."
"I may be a fool, but I'm not a stupid fool. I'm a fool in the way that an artist is a fool, that a visionary is a fool. I'm a fool in the way that a saint is a fool."
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