Academic Park on the Students’ Square, refreshed.
What is this radness redness?
The closer he looks at the child, the less he sees. But the more he looks at, there’s nothing there. I think he fears that the more you look at him the less you see. There isn’t anything there. That’s him.
- John Hughes on Cameron Frye
(Source: eixie)
(Source: nahmeen)
WELL HELLO MR. WAYNE SIR
“There I am with my suitcase, traveling through the blue. It’s where you travel when you’ve got no place else to go.”
(Source: cocktailcapote)
Speak not of misfortunes,
Speak not of your woes,
Just steal yourself a holiday,
Crouching by the door.
