Standing before you is not a man, but an occupied shell, defeated, his mind in a daze his body in a coma, he rests for just a moment drifting slowly in the chroma, and Falls to his already weakened knees and contemplates the sweet relief of becoming something more. More or less.
PJ Liguori, Colour Bandits (via i-am-not-a-serious-person)
Life doesn’t imitate art, it imitates bad television.
Woody Allen (via lazypacific)
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