Girl from the North Country
Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording—all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.

Sylvia Plath

fuck every single time that last line gets quoted without the rest

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moreleftthannot:

Wow, imagine that.

moreleftthannot:

Wow, imagine that.

lars134:

Cary Grant, 1930s

lars134:

Cary Grant, 1930s

I love the feeling of meeting someone new and they end up bringing out a side to you you thought never existed.
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officialfrenchtoast:
If you want to know how a woman desires to be loved, ask her what her favourite song is.
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harmonizingly:

The people who come running to hug you after you haven’t seen them in awhile are my favorite type of people.


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