Sometimes, I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow; there’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. It is as if I never thought anything, never wrote anything, never felt anything. All I want is blackness. Blackness and silence.

Sylvia Plath (via annieodair)

(Source: seabois)

morihearty:

it’s the 50th anniversary

it’s very dramatic

john hurt turns to the camera

and says

‘in a land of myth and a time of magic’