Mad Girl's Love Song

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

Sylvia Plath

aren't i supposed to be getting drunk on st.patty's day?
NOT writing a stupid fucking philosophy paper and freaking about midterms?

god columbia, the one time i need you to continue being a piece of shit step up from a community college that requires absolutely no work or effort you fail me.
that's really great of you.
NOT.







i'm just glad you're still here, babygirl. i love you. and i think you know who you are because you're the only one that really reads this, i think.
yeah that's right i just gave you a shoutout on my blog.