hi! this is the grossest edit ever but I sadly don’t have any friends to make one for me. but anyway this is my first follow forever and I love you guys and I’m happy I clicked the follow button for each and every one of you. this is in semi- alphabetical order but yeah Happy Holidays!!!!
Matthew: I was one of the insatiables. The ones you’d always find sitting closest to the screen. Why do we sit so close? Maybe it was because we wanted to receive the images first. When they were still new, still fresh. Before they cleared the hurdles of the rows behind us. Before they’d been relayed back from row to row, spectator to spectator; until worn out, secondhand, the size of a postage stamp, it returned to the projectionist’s cabin. Maybe, too, the screen was really a screen. It screened us… from the world. - The Dreamers
I miss you. Even if you don’t give a shit about me, even if you miss her. It’s 3 AM and I’m thinking about you, just like you’re thinking about her. But she doesn’t misses you, she’s sleeping with another man.