|A melhor foto que já tirei.|
"We are outsiders, you and I. On the periphery. Watching everybody else. Pretending we're just like them, but knowing we're not. Best we can hope for is to find a place where we don't have to pretend."
"Everyone wants an Argentina, a place where the slate is wiped clean. But the truth is Argentina, is just Argentina. No matter where we go we take ourselves and our damage, with us. So is home the place we run to, or is it the place we run from? Only to hide out in place where we're accepted, unconditionally, places that feel more like home to us. Because we can finally be who we are..."
Eu cheguei tão longe porém continuo no mesmo lugar.