We’re All Tourists, Sort Of. Life Is

Without A Soundtrack, Human Interaction Is Meaningless.

Real People Are Actively Trying To Live Like Fake People, So Real People Are No Less Fake. Every Comparison Becomes Impractical. This Is Why The Impractical Has Become Totally Acceptable; Impracticality Almost Seems Cool.

My Mind And Gut Are Never Simpatico: Every Time I Think Somebody Likes Me, She Doesn't; Every Time I Think Somebody Doesn't Like Me, She Does. This Has Never Changed And I'm Certain It Never Will.

The Strength Of Your Memory Dictates The Size Of Your Reality

The Goal Of Being Alive Is To Figure Out What It Means To Be Alive.