"Fine" is the world's greatest social answer, even as an obvious lie, because it is a code for excusing others to go back to thinking about important matters...
Anais Nin: Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.
0 f.e.e.d.b.a.c.k.s:
Post a Comment