happiness

Yearning for what you can never have is beginner level. Real yearners know the good shit is what you could freely have if you allowed yourself to, but never will.

You're Luis Serra. It's 3AM. You're surrounded by ganados with only wooden planks over the windows to keep them back. There's an American over there who's pretty good with guns and hand-to-hand combat. You're feeling pretty confident. You look over at him to shout some words of encouragement because this is gonna be a hectic fight. He's cramming a raw snake into his mouth with almost religious fervour. You're no longer feeling confident.

THIS WAS THE VIDEO I WAS LOOKING FOR LMAO

I have to reblog this every time because frankly this is absolutely genius prose