(via maskmajora)

ziyalofhaiti:

C.Keller & T.Beecher  ||  E.Stabler & B.Skags

stephwinchester:

tiemann asked: oz | losing your appeal

Keller: See, I am a piece of shit. I am worthless. As bad as they come. And to have someone keep loving me, no matter how bad… You happy now? You got me to open up and spill my guts all over your table. Breakthrough.
Sister Pete: So you went along with Beecher not in the name of the Aryan Brotherhood, but to see if he would love you no matter what.
Keller: At first I wanted unconditional surrender, then I wanted unconditional love. But Beecher don’t love me.
Sister Pete: And that’s killing you inside.
Keller: Yeah.

(via toseegrey)

Keller: The way I see it, you and me, we’re not like the rest of them. The Muslims, the Homeboys, the Aryans. See, they all got each other. But you and me are sitting out there with our dicks swinging in the wind. We gotta be able to rely on each other. You know, trust each other.
Beecher: It’s hard for me to trust people.
Keller: Me too. But we got a long fucking time together, so why don’t we see what happens?

(Source: tiemann)

maskmajora:

“I mean if a guy has a lot of bad shit happen to him, and another guy comforts him, I mean, thats all it is, right?”

passrevoked:

this is the last duet~

(via tiemann)

Beecher: You’re letting me win.
Keller: No, I’m not.
Beecher: Yeah, you are.
Keller: I’ll tell you what. Next time, I won’t.

The power of music. Weather a concerto or ballad or rap, music stimulates us. Yeah, it stimulates us. Willy Shakespeare said, ‘if music be the food of love, play on.’

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