“I am afraid of getting older … I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free…. I want, I want to think, to be omniscient…. I think I would like to call myself ‘The girl who wanted to be God.’”—Sylvia Plath written in 1949 at age 17 (via slothismysin)
Like a pre-menstrual mood swing, my day has gone back and forth between being incredible and total shit.
I got three papers back today: 98, 96, and 100. I got nauseous in history when I was forced to watch a bulldozer move around thousands of dead, naked, and decapitated Jews. I almost wrecked my car on the interstate, and nearly shat myself. And I’ve been drained and feeling sickly all day long.
But as soon as I got home I took a two hour nap, and now I’m feeling a bit better. Trying to decide if I’m going to Dane’s or Liz’s tonight. I’m playing it by ear.
“There must be another life, she thought, sinking back into her chair, exasperated. Not in dreams; but here and now, in this room, with living people. She felt as if she were standing on the edge of a precipice with her hair blown back; she was about to grasp something that just evaded her. There must be another life, here and now, she repeated. This is too short, too broken. We know nothing, even about ourselves.”—Virginia Woolf, The Years (via afortressaroundmyheart)
haha idk man i think all this hunger games bullshit is out of control. i dont give a shit about all these pop culture outbreaks man. haha just go see it and enjoy it. im sure its a good movie if its getting all this attention.
That’s what I plan on doing. I’ll probably go see it this weekend or something.