Why cant i have you? ):
Imagine a city
where graffiti
wasnt illegal, a
city where
everybody could
draw wherever
they liked.
Where every
street was awash
with a million
colors and little
phrases. A city
that felt like a
living breathing
thing which
belonged to
everybody, not
just the estate
agents and
barons of big
business.
Imagine a city
like that and stop
leaning against
wall - its wet.
Banksy (via erykahbaboon)
