my heart beats like a drum
a guitar string to the strum
a guitar string to the strum
"How much of my brain is wilfully my own? How much is not a rubber stamp of what I have read and heard and lived? Sure, I make a sort of synthesis of what I come across, but that is all that differentiates me from another person?"
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via reverbelation)
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I have been waiting all year to post this.
omg
This has been in my queue for months.
I remember seeing this last year on April 25th. It is going up again because yes.
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