For years now, I've wanted to fall asleep. The sort of slipping off, the giving up, the falling part of sleep. Now sleeping is the last thing I want to do.

To merely observe your culture without contributing to it seems very close to existing as a ghost.

When nobody will look at you, you can stare a hole in them. Picking out all the little details you'd never stare long enough to get if they'd even just return your gaze, this, this is your revenge.

The bad news is we don't have any control. The good news is we can't make any mistakes.

Let's all embrace someone near us. Pick someone special to you. Tell this someone how you feel.

My first time I jacked off, I thought I'd invented it. I looked down at my sloppy handful of junk and thought, This is going to make me rich.

I'm in love. So kill me.