Excerpt from Prozac Nation - Elizabeth Wurtzel
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Excerpt from Prozac Nation - Elizabeth Wurtzel
“I tried to die and get back, back, back to you. I thought even the bones would do.”
— Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath; Daddy.
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“Why were you late in today?”
“Oh, I got tied up on the subway…”
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“What’s our stop?”
“You’ll get off when I tell you to.”
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