Maxioms by Chuck Palahniuk
And maybe you don't go to hell for the things you do. Maybe you go to hell for the things read more
And maybe you don't go to hell for the things you do. Maybe you go to hell for the things you don't do.
Just remember, the same as a spectacular Vogue magazine, remember that no matter how close you follow the jumps: Continued read more
Just remember, the same as a spectacular Vogue magazine, remember that no matter how close you follow the jumps: Continued on page whatever. No matter how careful you are, there's going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn't experience it all. There's that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should've been paying attention. Well, get used to that feeling. That's how your whole life will feel some day. This is all practice. None of this matters. We're just warming up.
We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. read more
We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. Heroes or victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Letting our past decide our future. Or we can decide for ourselves. And maybe it's our job to invent something better.
Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit. I am a rock. A jerk. I'm an uncaring asshole and proud of it.
Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit. I am a rock. A jerk. I'm an uncaring asshole and proud of it.