“ …and because you’re eighteen, because you’re still vulnerable, because you still don’t have faith in yourself, you talk a little fliply, a little too wisely, just to cover up so you won’t be accused of sentimentality or emotionalism or feminine tactics. You cover up, so you can laugh at yourself while there’s still time.
— The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via dearest-)
(Source: thechocolatebrigade, via themythofus)
