Love Is Bullshit. Emotion Is Bullshit.

Nothing Is Static. Even The Mona Lisa Is Falling Apart. Since Fight Club, I Can Wiggle Half The Teeth In My Jaw. Maybe Self-improvement Isn't The Answer. Maybe Self-destruction Is The Answer.

People Take Conventional Ways That Other People Have Always Decorated Their Cars, And Use Them As Ways Of Giving Other People Permission To Approach Them.

I Spent My Life Attacking Everything Because I Was Too Afraid To Risk Creating Anything.

I Used To Work In A Funeral Home To Feel Good About Myself, Just The Fact That I Was Breathing.

A Male Chauvinist Pig Isn't Born, He's Made, And More And More Of Them Are Being Made By Women.