“Suddenly I wonder, ‘Where is the girl that I was last year? Two years ago? What would she think of me now?”— Sylvia Plath
“Suddenly I wonder, ‘Where is the girl that I was last year? Two years ago? What would she think of me now?”— Sylvia Plath
I hate how addicted I get to anything that makes me feel anything
Why do moms over share things about your life to people who don’t matter
Team “I imagined a scenario too hard and it upset me”
