I want to make Romeo jealous. I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion to stir their dust into consciousness, to wake their ashes into pain.
— Oscar Wilde
city of blinding lights
“you must be an actor.”
“why do you say that?”
“you just give me the vibe of an actor, i used to spend a lot of time with actors.”
“oh yeah? yeah i am, i’ve spent my whole life doing it. you look like a party girl. you just have that vibe about you.”
never been so disappointed in myself in my entire life.
