Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.
I don’t hate people. I just feel better when they aren’t around.
An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.
Find what you love and let it kill you.
It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.
The fuckers. There, I feel better. God-damned human race. There, I feel better.