Living in a perfect world, the horror.

Dead is a real friend, he will alway remember you.

I wanted to live healthier but it appears that those extra years are added at the end.

Sometimes I see somebody and think ‘there is too much of you’.

NSA, you can’t handle my privacy.

If someone shouts he’s probably out of arguments.

The harder you talk the less I listen.

If you want my privacy you gonna need to kiss my ass first.

Whatever you have anger or joy in you continu to develop yourself.

I don’t like half-assed jobs so I don’t have a job at all.

In my attempt to structure I got lost in chaos.

If I had to do it all over again…I would.

And what am I suppose to do with your respect?

Life has a point, a zero-dimensional one.

I just scared the shit out of myself ’cause a brief moment of happiness.

‘God saw all that He had made, and behold, it was very good.” First example of false-consensus effect.

I have patience but it’s not intended for you.