I really love idiot, enlightened characters - these characters who fail to engage with the drama of their immediate circumstances; they fail to be reactive and enrolled by drama as it happens around them.

For the record, knowing when people are only pretending to like you isn't such a great skill to have.

You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. Every time you don't throw yourself down the stairs, that's a choice. Every time you don't crash your car, you re-enlist.

Just keep asking yourself: What would Jesus not do?

Everyone smiles with that invisible gun to their head.

I don't want to die without any scars.

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