As the stupidest person in the room, I always had the most to gain.

I'm working harder than I have ever worked in my entire life, but what the hell, my life is my job now, and my job is my life and that's the way it should be.

Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity, you will become a statistic.

A writer's job is to cultivate what can go wrong. You're always looking for that dramatic arc of where things can fail.

Everything you see is based on fact of a event thats already happen, Even light only travels so fast.

If it is the case that love does survive death, then you may consider this to be a happy ending. Boy meets girl. Boy gets girl. Happily ever after or not.

This isn't about love as in caring. This is about property as in ownership.