Cheap! But not as cheap as your girlfriend.

What if I left my memory in the future and I have to catch up to it?

Dance like you're stamping on a human face forever, love like you've been in a serious car crash that minced the front of your brain, stab like no one can arrest you, and live like there's no such thing as God.

Be authentic to your dreams. Be authentic to your own idea about yourself. Grind away at your own minds and bodies until you become your own invention. Be Mad Scientists.

Listen to the Chair Leg of Truth! It does not lie!

Writing is basically a job for people who like punching themselves in the face, I’m pretty sure.

Santa Monica's only walkable if death is no hurdle. The air's the wrong colour. People put sunglasses on their dogs. It's a hideous place where humans are not welcome and those who stay suffer eight kinds of brain damage.