i feel like im in the sims where it takes 5 hours to make pasta and then u have to immediately go to bed
gosh:
“Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.”— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via coral)
