Ready for a new life
—Sylvia Plath
The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower.
There was a beautiful time…
There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room.
I don’t know how long I kept at it…I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and lay quite still.It didn’t seem to be summer any more
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