theater people always seemed unbearable, like I’d feel myself getting weaker just by being exposed to the sheer vanity of these mother fuckers,
After an hour?
Probably took a lot of work.
Clearly took a lot of work.
We couldn’t be further apart.
The world I came from couldn’t be more different than yours, but…
Respect.
That shit took a lot of work.
Art is art,I suppose.
Weak person, strong person, whatever.
Respect