A Free Thing

You know what’s wrong with you? Miss Golightly? You’re a rat. You’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your neck and say OK, Life’s a fact. People do fall in love. People do like each other. Because that’s the only chance people have for real happiness. You call yourself a wild spirit, a free thing and you’re terrified that somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. You’re already in that cage – you built it yourself. And it’s not bound in the West by Tulip, Texas, or in the East by Somaliland. It’s wherever you are. Because no matter where you go, you just end up running into yourself.

(text from Breakfast at Tiffany’s, image via WeHeartIt)


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