el sueño de la razón produce monstruos.

22. new haven.

Si je t'aime, prends garde à toi.
Les temps sont durs pour les rêveurs.

Existence. Well, what does it matter? I exist on the best terms I can. The past is now part of my future. The present is well out of hand.

“Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.”

—The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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