We left behind the other kids; their path-working, drinking, and being grown up- and rejected all that made them grumpy, uncreative and lifeless. We dumpstered, squatted, and shoplifted our lives back. Everything fell into place...
Gun Control: A measure to ensure that guns always point in one direction.
Only those prepared to go too far will learn how far they can go.
We want ecstasy as a way of life, not a liver-poisoning alcoholiday from it.
See you on the other side of the screen, if you make it, earnest cyberspace cadet.
What’s the point of doing anything if nobody’s watching?
At first, one only recognizes particular instances to be worth of critique; critique appears synonymous with rejection, implying deficiency in the object. Over time, one discovers that everything warrants critique. This can produce cynicism: nothing...