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"The reason you haven’t felt it (love) is because it doesn’t exist. What you call love was invented by guys like me, to sell nylons. You’re born alone and you die alone and this world just drops a bunch of rules on top of you to make you forget those facts. But I never forget. I’m living like there’s no tomorrow, because there isn’t one."
- Don Draper, Mad Men (reblogging for the sake of relevancy)(Source: nomnomnomer)
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William Mendoza. OHS c/o 2011. 18. Grossmont. Apparently my blog has become a Mad Men, cinema, music, UMvC3, lovely females and memes appreciation blog. I'm fine with that.
