13 6 / 2011
"I was alone, yet his presence was a safe-guard… someone to lead me by the hand. A boy; he would serve."
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath 1950-1962
21 years old & bitter.
13 6 / 2011
"I was alone, yet his presence was a safe-guard… someone to lead me by the hand. A boy; he would serve."
