paperlanternlit:“Quentin, Do you like this place? You got a gut feeling that its someth
paperlanternlit: “Quentin, Do you like this place? You got a gut feeling that its something special? Do you want to go back to Columbia? That pointless, miasmic march to death you call life? Family that never calls, and friends that don’t really get you, and feeling alone and wrong, until it crushes you.” “No” “Then quit. dicking. around! Do some goddamned MAGIC!” -- source link