"I find a calm in art museums and late night conversations held on top of cars. I smoke the air you..."

“I find a calm in art museums and late night conversations held on top of cars. I smoke the air you exhale because you throw it out in an ungrateful sigh, but the world is full of beautiful instances you are just unaware of. The world will continue to seem dissatisfying and stale only because the world is a reflection of your inner being: the unconscious. The moment you become happy, so will the world.”

- S. Viera  (via wnq-writers)