i love the beautiful tyranny of glass and concrete. crush the feeble bones of naturalism under your heel you mighty, you godlike-terrible giants!
I feel this, but I also like the revenge aspect of tree roots creepres and moss overtaking concrete and glass. The idea that straight lines and perfect symmetries can, in the long run, be defeated.
why you gotta pit two bad bitches against each other
They're eternally at war; that's kind of their thing.