wherever you go, there you are.
2003-11-02 : 6:10 p.m.

There�s a lot I could say, but it mostly boils down to this:

I�m not special. No one is special.

There is nothing I can be less certain of than my feelings.

Sex is never really about sex.

Desire is always symptomatic of something else.

Love is always misrecognition.

Despite what we�d like to believe, love has its limits.

All human things have limits.

All human things wear out and end.

And the more I see, the less I know.

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