fassy:

We’re in L.A. Don’t be such a little bitch!

ofmotionpictures:

_{I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.}

memorylight:

Nobody notices when we leave. I mean, the moment when we really choose to go. At best you might feel a whisper, or the wave of a whisper, undulating down.

misakuroi:

I’ve never loved anyone the way I loved you.

Me too. Now we know how.

lovestory:

_{There’s always gonna be a part of me that’s sloppy and dirty but I like that, with all the other parts of myself. Can you say the same about yourself fucker? Can you forgive? Are you any good at that?}

gustavofrings:

_{I’ll tell you a riddle. You’re waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you don’t know for sure. But it doesn’t matter. How can it not matter to you where that train will take you?}