This cloak scene, this arrow hole, this fear of death, this rally speech, this plea for help, this French ennui, this boy here, this cloak scene.
This boy here.
His call for justice, his innocence, his stupidity.
This arrow hole. This boy here.
This cloak scene.
This Pistol grip.
This arrow hole.
Showing posts with label When we go to sleep the chances of waking up are...well.... Show all posts
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15 November 2014
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