09 January 2010

Crazy isn't being broken or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it, if you ever wished you could be a child forever. They were not perfect, but they were my friends. And by the 70's most of them were out, living lives. Some I've seen, some never again, but there isn't a single day my heart doesn't find them.
Girl, Interrupted

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