YOU ARE THE REASON

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hello vonnie
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One Nice Bug Per Day

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Discoholic 🪩
Monterey Bay Aquarium

if i look back, i am lost
macklin celebrini has autism
Mike Driver
Three Goblin Art
Not today Justin

tannertan36

Kaledo Art
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dirt enthusiast
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@misslornadoom
My Neighbour Totoro gifset
requested by @mouriyama. Hope you like it! (☆^ー^☆)
My man gettin virtical labret done
Fed up, fed up, fed up.
blink 182 - adam’s song
When halloween costumes used to be creepy
I Love You
Dot work drawing i did, will be selling prints soon
"There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman, some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours, and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable… I simply am not there."
American Psycho (2000)
I had all the characteristics of a human being—flesh, blood, skin, hair—but my depersonalization was so intense, had gone so deep, that my normal ability to feel compassion had been eradicated, the victim of a slow, purposeful erasure. I was simply imitating reality, a rough resemblance of a human being, with only a dim corner of my mind functioning.
Bret Easton Ellis, American Psycho (via feellng)
Take me away
I simply am not there
Patric Bateman - American Psycho (via shakirex)
Every time I dislike Christian Bale I this.
Patrick Bateman (American Physco): There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape. But even after admitting this, there is no catharsis; my punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself. No new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.