I don't like reindeer. They seem like regular deer, only more dangerous.

It seems to me that the great pleasure of human life is not in having an opinion, but rather in learning all the ways you are wrong, and all the nuances you failed to account for, and all the truths that turned out to be not as simple as you once believed. And it seems to me that one of the central pleasures of attending school is that you get to read with really well-informed people who can help welcome you into a complex world stuffed with rich and maddening ambiguity.

While I did not fancy myself a particularly good person, I never thought my first real sexual action would be prostitutional.

3 whole Catfish, Wrapped separately Veet (It’s for Shaving your legs Only you don’t Need A razor. It’s with all the Girly cosmetic stuff) Vaseline six pack, Mountain Dew One dozen Tulips one Bottle Of water Tissues One Can of blue Spray paint

I really like umbrellas. It's like, I have a roof! I carry it with me! Umbrellas always amuse me.

You have a choice in this world, I believe, about how to tell sad stories, and we made the funny choice.

And imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.