Last night I couldn’t sleep and couldn’t sleep just because I wanted so badly to spill over to someone. I feel that I’m cut off from all humankind. I feel like putting my head on your shoulder and weeping from sheer homesickness.
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath c. June 1951 featured in Letters Home: Correspondence 1950-1963 (via violentwavesofemotion)






















