I fix the cramped, lined pageswith my curious stare. How do youcome to exist?

Kiera Woodhull
I fix the cramped, lined pageswith my curious stare. How...
I fix the cramped, lined pageswith my curious stare. How...
I fix the cramped, lined pageswith my curious stare. How...
I fix the cramped, lined pageswith my curious stare. How...
About This Quote

This quote is quite eloquent and describes the true meaning of existence. The author does not want to know how you came to exist, he wants to know why you are here. He wants to know the meaning of life, his real purpose in life. He wants to know how you can make yourself seen when you are invisible.

Source: Chaos Of The Mind

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