Al infinito y mas allá.

"i’ve been like this my whole life, jules, not all the time but sometimes. you make it better though."

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Notre-Dame de Paris, ph. Robert Doisneau, 1977.

« if there is no bread for the poor, there'll be no peace for the wealthy»

13 reasons why

— dariio bc Ig

My team is losing, battered and bruising. I see the high fives between the bad guys, leave with my head hung, you are the only one who seems to care. American stories burning before me. I’m feeling helpless, the damsels are depressed. Boys will be boys then, where are the wise men? Darling I’m scared. No cameras catch my muffled cries, I counted days, I counted miles, to see you there. And now the storm is coming but it’s you and me that’s my whole world.