To all those Stalkers Outthere go fuck yourselfs
Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? 'No!' says the man in Washington, 'It belongs to the poor.' 'No!' says the man in the Vatican, 'It belongs to God.' 'No!' says the man in Moscow, 'It belongs to everyone.' I rejected those answers; instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose... Rapture, a city where the artist would not fear the censor, where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality, Where the great would not be constrained by the small! And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city as well. ~Andrew Ryan BIOSHOCK~
IN WHAT COUNTRY IS THERE A PLACE FOR PEOPLE LIKE ME? ~Andrew Ryan BIOSHOCK~
ON EVERY RAINBOW GOD IS HAVING GAY SEX
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you. But the roses are wilted, the violets are dead, the sugar is empty, and so is your head and Im fucking Matt Damon
To all those Stalkers Outthere go fuck yourselfs
Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? 'No!' says the man in Washington, 'It belongs to the poor.' 'No!' says the man in the Vatican, 'It belongs to God.' 'No!' says the man in Moscow, 'I...