Quote of the Week!!
"Sylvia Plath died in an oven, by her own hands, suffocated by the gas,
and Bukowski jumped and kissed the pavement from the clouds,
and then Woolf piled stones in her pockets, sank underwater in peaceful river, never resurfacing to reality;
Hemingway shot himself in the head and everyone refused to believe it was suicide,
because how could a great mind, do something so careless?
A lot of people worry because i am a poet, too, and i don't blame them.
If i was happy, i'd choose naivety
and if i was naive, i'd wish to be intelligent,
and then i'd see the world as it is: dark with many flaws.
So i guess either way, i'm fucked."
-Poets commit suicide a lot by Amanda Katherine Ricketson
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