Quit early. Quit often. Quit until you find something that makes you want to quit quitting, and do that until it’s time to quit and go outside.
Rough sex, you see, can save the world.
An apt soundtrack and effective pain relief for the screeching hyperreality of the times
How would you show up on this day, in this moment, if you knew you were destined to relive it, in slow but infinitely repeating cycles, again and again, inescapably, forever?
No art is ever truly created or destroyed
All healthy relationship are alike in that no one wants to hear about them.
I’ve always been a touch-hungry bastard.
May we all find 99 new problems more exciting and worthy of our grit than our current ones.
Life’s a bitch if you’re a bitch who can’t handle a real bitch without bitching.