- edvard munch
- from my rotting body, flowers shall grow and i am in them and that is eternity.
- kurt vonnegut
- everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.
- like so many americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops.
- how nice - to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.
may 20 2012 ∞
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