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We weren't born with a name, we were given a name. A hedgehog doesn't have a name. It's just a nameless thing with a handful of flesh and skin and a beating heart. A hedgehog doesn't even know it doesn't have a name.
 
 
   
 
Friday, March 14, 2008
 
Everytime you get hurt, you put up a little barrier to prevent yourself from getting hurt the same way again.
One day, you realise you've walled yourself in in your little enclave. Bereft of a real touch.

Where's the compromise? The middle ground? How do we solve this contradiction of interests? Can we?

 

 
   
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