«babe stop you’re not a 1960s miserable girl in a French new wave movie»
my honest reaction :

me and my mom (5 seconds after we had a massive fight)

This is our last dance

This is not the stuff that dreams are made of. Each second here is another education in the art of destruction. The wonder, of hate. There's no heart left here. Only eyes that lie on people that charge through the day. Trying to remember it all began, is not good. All that matters is how it affects you, and the people you care about. That's the real world. You see? How easy is this? Too easy. To stop. They say when a ship sinks the rats float to the top. Some people look forward to that time.

16 Years of Alcohol, Richard Jobson, 2003

I'm doing the best I can
Long roads, long days
Of sunrise to sunset, sunrise to sunset...

I died for you

the vibe i bring to the function

How many lives do we live? How many times do we die? They say we all lose 21 grams... at the exact moment of our death. Everyone. And how much fits into 21 grams? How much is lost? When do we lose 21 grams? How much goes with them? How much is gained? How much is gained? Twentyone grams. The weight of a stack of five nickels. The weight of a hummingbird. A chocolate bar. How much did 21 grams weigh?