It was one of the greatest experiences I have ever had in my life to meet Paul McCartney. It was phenomenal.
Evil thoughts and evil doing, cold, alone, you hang in ruins.
I hated school. Hated it.
There are no unachievable goals.
Most guys my age are boring human beings. They sit in bars, get drunk, and then go home to tell their kids the way to rule their lives, while they're absolutely stewed out of their brains.
Unholy soldier, disciple of sin, what kind of mind are you living in?