I paint a picture of the days gone by, when love went blind and you would make me see, I'd stare a lifetime into your eyes, so that I knew that you were there for me, time after time, you were there for me
euo:
“Well, maybe things that happen leave other kinds of traces behind. Not things that anyone can notice”
The Shining (1980) dir. Stanley Kubrick
“Everybody feels like an outcast because the world is so large and every fingerprint is so vastly different from one another, and yet we have these standards and beliefs, and dogmatic systems of judgment and ranking, in almost all the societies of the world.“
