Friends are a weird thing. It seems like they know all about you, but then they don’t understand you at all.
[..] and there are tons of people I hate so much that I wouldn't mind taking them out. But killing them wouldn't get me anywhere - that's the conclusion I always come to. If I'm going to pay for it in the end, I might as well let them live.
I suppose I’m the one responsible for destroying myself.
My talent was the uncompromising ability to feel spite.
I decided then and there I was never going to have kids.
I'm this superphilosophical kind of person. Stuck in a prison of abstract ideas and overpowering emotions, I have this personality that makes it really hard to survive.