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Thursday, July 23, 2009

A PRETTY PERFECT SENTENCE, WRITTEN BY SOMEONE WHO IS NOT ME BUT SHOULD BE.

Most of the time I like who I am, but a lot of the time I hate who I am, and that's why people meditate I think.


Here's the source.
Posted by Elka DePierre at 6:40 PM
Labels: John Haskell

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