I Was Going to Cry
"I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I
didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to
me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and
the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d cry for a week. I could feel
the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is
unsteady and too full." -Sylvia Plath
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