From card no. 1SDQY7BU:

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shc ock at the words you utter - they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long." " - Sylvia Plath
And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shc ock at the words you utter - they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long." " - Sylvia Plath