/ terça-feira, 4 de outubro de 2011 /
I wrestle alone in the dark, in the deep dark, and that only I can know. Only I can understand my condition. You live with the threat, you tell me you live with the threat of my extinction. I live with it too.


(Virginia Woolf, The Hours)

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