#b3njamin

“He ran away from his mother and blah blah blah blah blah blah”

“These are the days that must happen to you.”

“I still catch myself feeling blue about things that don’t matter anymore”

“And we late, nocturnal. Speculate what we feel.”

“I feel relieved to let repetition save me.”

“the future was our skin and now we don’t dream anymore”

because it’s sunday and I wanna

“There is in fact something obscene and sinister about photography, a desire to imprison, to incorporate, a sexual intensity of pursuit.”

“I forget what you mean to me”

“what would you do if nobody chased you?”

“we’re so trendy we can’t even escape ourselves.”

“All my life, my heart has sought a thing I cannot name.”

“so runs the world away.”

“There are no norms. All people are exceptions to a rule that doesn’t exist.”

“It felt good to sit alone in a small space and smoke and drink. I had always been good company for myself.”

“you lit a torch in the infinite”

harses, harses

“Ain’t it funny how the night moves”

“illegal type of fellow”

“Where do bad folks go when they die?”