December 2011
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One of the worst feelings in the world is loneliness. Sitting in the dark by yourself in the wee hours of the night gently crying. Nobody knows what’s going on with you. How could anybody realize what’s happening? Everybody you know is resting peacefully in their bed awaiting the new day tomorrow. But for you, there’s no difference in the days. They pass monotonously. And before...
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I shall be useful when I lie down finally: then the trees may touch me for once,...
– Sylvia Plath
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no walls can keep me protected no sleep, nothing between me and the rain and you can’t save me now, i’m in the grip of a hurricane i am going to blow myself away
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I have gone quite mad with the knowledge of accepting the overwhelming number of...
– Sylvia Plath
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