A Streetcar Named Wynn

Chilling out in Elysium Fields

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"The problem is, the brain I’m using to dissect this world is a brain formed by it. We’re born into confusion, and we get the blessing of letting go of it. I think this shit by day. And then night comes and it’s like, ‘Fuck it, let’s drink.’"

(Source: forassgard, via fel-as-in-tumbld)

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