That moment in the evening when you are looking through old photos and you start to miss the kind of person you use to be.
Making backups of all of my dvds.
It’s these times when I’m glad I have a three terabyte harddrive.
But fuck are these files huge.
While it rips, I am sipping my Stella Artois and watching Fight Club repeatedly until I have it memorized.
I am Jack’s wasted life.
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