Until you find something to fight for, you settle for something to fight against.
the world is the cradle and your trap.
Everyone's in their own personal coma.
I told him to buy land, my mum says, theyโre not making it anymore.
Somehow it seems wrong to photograph a blind person. Itโs like stealing something valuable they donโt even know they own.
There is nothing special in the world. nothing magic. just physics.