"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."
"Very depressed today. Unable to write a thing. Menacing gods. I feel outcast on a cold star, unable to feel anything but an awful helpless numbness."
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Source: Sylvia Plath (2000). “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, 1950-1962”, Anchor
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