Museums make me mad. I get really irritable in museums. I guess I don’t like to see other’s like myself who have actually made it big for whatever reason. And here I am snapping away trying to make a meager living, not looking to be famous, but to be liberated and inspiring.
This is what you miss when you go inside the museum.
remember, a bunch of them made it big when they were dead. imagine, everyone thinks you’re a douchebag your whole life and then they only like you because you’re dead… btw, ilu.