June 20th, 2011

Something that you will deny even exists, until it is too late to do anything about it. It´s the only reason you get up in the morning. The only reason you suffer the shitty puss, the blood, the sweat and the tears. This is because you want people to know how good, generous, funny, wild and clever you really are. Fear or revere me, but please, think I am special. We share an addiction. We´re approval junkies. We are all in it for the slap on the back and the gold watch. The hip-hip-hoo-fuckin´rah. Look at the clever boy with the badge, polishing his trophy. Shine on you crazy diamond, because we are just monkeys wrapped in suits, begging for the approval of others.

Jake Green in Revolver, 2005

photo by Jean Francois Lepage


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