“I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.”
When Im depressed, I've stopped taking hot baths to numb the pain, but instead relish in a page from the journals of Sylvia Plath 1950-62. Rest in Peace. Never had I found my self in literature before I discovered The Bell Jar.
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