↑ top up position down The fact that I suspect I'm an asshole means I probably am not, because a real asshole doesn't think he's an asshole, does he? Therefore, by realizing that I'm an asshole, I am in fact negating that very realization, am I not? Descartes's Asshole Axiom: I think I am; therefor I'm not one.

...you realize that you don't understand yourself any better than you understand anyone else.

Even under the best of circumstances, there's just something so damn tragic about growing up.

I’m living in separate universes, and I have no idea where I actually belong.

Things have been a mess for so many years that trying to pin down a starting point is like trying to figure out where your skin starts.

Sometimes it’s heartbreaking to see your siblings as the people they’ve become. Maybe that’s why we all stay away from each other as a matter of course.

There are some people out there who don't wait for what come next. They decide what should come next and they go and make it happen.