patrick bateman: *licks a strawberry icecream he got from an icecream truck* hm yummy ice cream
his internal monologue: look at me . eating processed flavoring. There is no strawberry in here. It’s but a pastiche of the real deal. An ice cream with artificial flavoring, a momentary joy. Tested countless times in a lab, masquerading as if it’s authentic, genuine. Me and a strawberry icecream are alike in that sense: gentle on the outside, palatable and unassuming. The only difference is that I don’t come with nutrition facts advising of any warning signs concerned parents will scan over, and by the time I strike, itll be too late
disclaimer i have never seen this movie I just think the soul of this guy possessed me
disclaimer revoked i just watched this movie and this was dead on
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Margaret Nazon — Galaxy Cluster [velvet with beading (glass, plastic and organic material), canvas backing, 2016]
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