Friday, October 31, 2014

Friday Scramble


A magical parade in the city that never sleeps.

"The only way you can be a mark is if you want something for nothing..."

"I believed that fame had found me for a reason that I didn't quite understand yet..."


"...the comfort of that thought nestled into her, to wait to be taken out and looked at again in lonely times..."


"... [She] sparred with the material in her films and won every spat with acrid charm..."





On being scared and a little kid in Gotham.

Love can chase out all the shadows

Friday Jukebox, Happy Halloween everybody. 



Friday, October 10, 2014

Friday Scramble


Once upon a time...

...And they all lived happily ever after.

Into the woods.



Wild heart meets four of a kind.

The pages of a star.



The the files of the image maker.

"We're the United States government, we don't do that sort of thing..."

Cities of stone.

Friday Jukebox, Something for the air turned chill and the smell of smoke in the air.