“Is love really just an illusion for the underlying force to achieve its objective?”
“What's the goal of the machine that is us? Achieving immortality? And from that stems all the stories? All the feelings? Who is the arbiter? Who speaks to us in feelings?”
“You just want your pussy to be licked well. That's when you'll make me a sandwich.”
“I am so fucked up, everything is two. But all I want is to see you. I am a fucking poet, a pearl of culture.”
“To truly enjoy it you have to detach from it.”
“True friendships are healing.”
“Play. Always play. Everywhere. Always.”
“you are everything. you are my existence. all i want is another moment with you. another hit. you are my drug. i am experiencing withdrawals. fuck you. why the fuck did i approach you at that bar? you are a pure misery. alcohol multiplied. fuck you. i am a slave of yours. forever. but. i will get my revenge. one day you will love me. and then i will leave. i cannot wait to get my revenge. i cannot wait to hurt you. your pain will be my sugar.”
“The most fucked up ones are the ones who are the most compassionate it seems. They are the ones who appreciate the sunset, they are the ones who do not want babies to grow up, because they know what is awaiting them. Their souls are destined to cry. They are the necessary force that reminds others of the magic of it all. Appreciation comes from deep pain. Or am I just justifying my existence desperately trying to find meaning in it? Is it really all for nothing?”