I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip.
I believe in taking care of myself and a balanced diet and rigorous exercise routine. In the morning if my face is a little puffy I'll put on an ice pack while doing stomach crunches. I can do 1000 now.
I felt like we had a secret, just the two of us. Like that thing where you just wanna be with one person all the time. You feel like the two of you get something no one else gets.
Always take a favor over money. I think Jesus said that as well.
I don't want to get you drunk, but, ah, that's a very fine Chardonnay you're not drinking.
Did you ever have to find a way to survive and you knew your choices were bad, but you had to survive?
Look at that subtle off-white coloring. The tasteful thickness of it. Oh my God, it even has a watermark!