“I saw the years of my life spaced along a road in the form of telephone poles, threaded together by wires. I counted one, two, three … nineteen telephone poles, and then the wires dangled into space, and try as I would, I couldn’t see a single pole beyond the nineteenth.”
—The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath (via laurenaliceinwonderland)
white shores and beyond.
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