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A pastiche of love things.
Monday, July 27, 2009
films stills fills flimsy slims
Life is beautiful. Really, it is. Full of beauty and illusions. Life is great. Without it, you'd be dead.
"When you are young not much matters.
When you find something you like that's all you got."
"What if you can't make yourself happy?"
"Then I don't know. You know what you do then you forget, you block it out... If you want to be happy don't think... if you stutter don't talk."
"You're the one who stopped."
"Yes, but I can start walking again."
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