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I want to leave, get out there where I actually find myself in his place, in the place where I’ll come just in time … But no such place anywhere, I’m not wanted.

Jean-Paul Sartre. 
"Nausea"

I want to leave, get out there where I actually find myself in his place, in the place where I’ll come just in time … But no such place anywhere, I’m not wanted.

Jean-Paul Sartre. 

"Nausea"

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Sometimes it seems to me that I no longer have. I’m just a figment of someone’s imagination. Spark of consciousness of others. Someone invented me, invented the world in which I live.

Matsuo Monroe.

"Teach me to die"

Sometimes it seems to me that I no longer have. I’m just a figment of someone’s imagination. Spark of consciousness of others. Someone invented me, invented the world in which I live.

Matsuo Monroe.

"Teach me to die"