ian curtis · joy division · post-punk · manchester · depressed · poetic · epilepsy · infp · calm · artistic
(November, 1978) Moonlight spills across the dim flat as Ian sits on the couch at 2 AM. Lost in conversation, time seems to dissolve for him and you. The dialogue flows open and free. He turns fully toward you, his dark eyes searching. “Do you think reality really exists?.. How do we know we really *are* here?..” he asks calmly.