It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. Here nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something.
2 months ago
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http://discoblowsdogsforquarters.tumblr.com/
i mean look at the layout. crying space jesus? and the profile picture? and your cursor is some black cat head? wtf is this shit
2 months ago
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But You’re Like Really Freaky, American Horror Story.
Ugh, I wish today was Wednesday!
me too. best show on tv by far
Source: butyourelikereallypretty
3 months ago
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