"Sometimes you meet a person and you just click—you’re comfortable with them, like you’ve known them your whole life, and you don’t have to pretend to be anyone or anything."
"I want to make beautiful things, even if nobody cares."
The horrible fucking thing is he doesn’t even look satisfied. He doesn’t look happy. There isn’t even the smallest moment of relief that he’s alive.
He just looks weary, and almost … disappointed.