"Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand."
"I feel self-repressed again. The old fall disease. Where is my willpower? The idea of a life gets in the way of my life...I dream too much, work too little."
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Source: Sylvia Plath (2013). “The Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.233, Anchor
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