Tattoo by Alex Bawn
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I am afraid of getting older. I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free… I want, I want to think, to be omniscient.

— Sylvia Plath written in 1949 at age 17.   

Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives,
When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives,
Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain,
But never will be sung to us again,
Is they remembrance. Now the hour of rest
Hath come to thee. Sleep, darling: it is best.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 

hybrid5 by Emma McNally1 on Flickr.
Naked Faun Jewellery 2014