I very rarely like photographs of myself. Often I hate them. But this is one of the few I love. One of the few I would ever want to see. How often do you truly feel captured in an image. In a setting. A place. An Emotion that feels true to yourself. And there’s one reason this picture is authentic…. Photo credit @halfadams
“How many of our daydreams would darken into nightmares
if there seemed any danger of their coming true?”
"You see, there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. Indeed that’s what we provide in our own modest, humble, insignificant… oh, fuck it."
2,800 year old kiss.