"We murder who we were so we can rebirth ourselves in the images of dreams."
jasmine. bharati mukherjee
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
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4 comments:
one of the best lines ever.
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for all that that is true, i can't help but think that as self-mutilation goes, it's just a glorified form of it, but a form of it nonetheless.
chopping off little pieces here and there till we are left with something we can live with. self-censorship at its finest.
(i'm usually more cheerful after breakfast, lol)
Nem mais nem menos ;) *
wow. nao conhecia esta frase.
e realmente, é o que me dá vontade de fazer. *
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