Look at the shoes, My lips move

In the loud fog, where bodies come to collide, it’s safe to say what I feel, I can tell everyone!, but no one will hear.

On Our Deserted Island

Everything is ruined forever!

Mother, Father, Life, & Death

"The light that burns twice as bright burns for half as long - and you have burned so very, very brightly, Roy." -Blade Runner (1982)

My mother's old cigarette case holding my father's favorite cigarettes: 555
Holding them together makes me feel at home.