Memory is a record.
People only have substance within the memories of other people. And that’s why there were all kinds of myself. There weren’t a lot of myself per se, I was just inside all sorts of people, that’s all.
Reblogged from emilytheslayer, Posted by cuntdust. Filed under: #the pigeons #they do things #psa #Public Service Announcement
emilytheslayer: spastasmagoria: iandsharman: I caught one reading Sartre the other day! Damn existentialist pigeons! THEY DO THINGS This is the kind of things they try to do. They try to drive buses.

emilytheslayer:

spastasmagoria:

iandsharman:

I caught one reading Sartre the other day! Damn existentialist pigeons!

THEY DO THINGS

This is the kind of things they try to do. They try to drive buses.