Bidness in the front, party in da back.
Pointing to the heavens.
Rustin Cohle: People out here, it’s like they don’t even know the outside world exists. Might as well be living on the fucking Moon.
Martin Hart: There’s all kinds of ghettos in the world.
Rustin Cohle: It’s all one ghetto man, giant gutter in outer space.
dark chocolate cherry coffee
"There is a shipwreck between your ribs. You are a box with fragile written on it, and so many people have not handled you with care."
"I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that are concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was… And I think that’s why she struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it. She couldn’t hold on to it and make sure it never changed."
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