This is probably going to get quoted in every publication just because I said it. And I’m not even saying anything. I’m not talking about my films, I’m not talking about my life, and I’m not talking about the world. And yet, the media will print it simply because I said it. And at this moment in time, I bet there is an artist around the corner of this hotel, on the street, with a mind far beyond ours, but we will never listen to him simply because he has not appeared in a movie. And that is what is fucked up about our culture.
You’re beautiful, but you’re empty. No one could die for you.
Anonymous asks: your top tumblr blogs?
Off the top of my head:
manifesta, admirues, astreamof-consciousness, villenoire, h-e-r-o-i-n, chanel-smoke, m-illenium, sleepingtigers, satansshit, andbamnan and llowerr,
but this always changes. I very much like all the blogs I follow and am extremely particular in who I follow, but those are the memorable ones.
