artists on drugs

I have an AU where recovering drug addict Francis has a cooking class and single father Arthur, begrudgingly signs up after his cooking is once again insulted by his son. 

… all I can say for this image is European boys are very handsy.

As a kid, Leto had no ambitions of stardom — the only occupations he could imagine were artist or drug dealer. 

“ They both had their own risk and reward. I didn’t even know the word ‘celebrity.’ I didn’t have posters of people that I loved on my wall. Like, I must have listened to Led Zeppelin II 16,412 times. I didn’t even know what the fuck they looked like. I thought musicians and actors and these types of people were like magic. It was royalty or you were born into it, or it was some stroke of luck or genius.”

It is now clear to me that i need you to survive.
You are like oxygen to my lungs, a necessity to my sanity. I go insane when you’re gone, as if i’m being held under water. Without you, I drown in my painful reality.
—  S.E., my type of oxygen