Jigsaw Falling Into Place
Words are blunt instruments
14 December, 2009
The Man Who Had His Hair Cut Short
"There's always something fragile in me, deep inside me, which makes me feel the need to look at myself from the outside. Then everything becomes clear. But then... I'm... someone else. Then... 'I' is someone else."
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