kardemumma

April 2011

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“I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.” —The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath 

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