every single episode of Breaking Bad has me wanting to crawl out of my skin. It's like if House had none of the filler and every episode was just House and his existential crises
The creek at sunrise is golden. Also I forgot my shit was on manual focus and the humidity probably fucked it too. That's good though I like when everything looks like shit. . . That's why I bought the shitty camera.
A year later... Attempt 92. We've made it all the way to the Elite Four. At the top of Victory Road, I look back over Unova and see 1,000,000 dead 'mons. They've passed the baton to the six in my party, and the six in the other two's, and it is now up to them to finish this.