If I fail math, there goes my chance at a good job and a happy life full of hard work.

‘Do you know what a love letter is? It’s a bullet from a fucking gun. Straight through your heart.’

Each aspect of the soul has it's own part to play, but the ideal is harmonious agreement with reason and control.

The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, ?You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I?m just not close enough to get the job done.? George Carlin

Well, its this place where nobody works, and the pigs don\'t give you any shit. Everyone smokes weed and gets drunk all day. Its a place where cunts like me and you can truly take it easy and relax. Know what I mean?