When you are unsure about something, resorting to violence is an acceptable way of proceeding. It helps to lash out most of the time.
Ignore the need to belong, deprive yourself of want, despise all that has meaning, then everything will be fine.
Luck have mercy on anyone who belives Her. Her fickleness can be blamed for any tragedy.
Connect with others around you and you'll find out that they have as much shit inside them as you.
Stand up for what you believe in and you'll get shot down. Lie low, crawl, kiss ass instead.
Creativity comes in sparks, which is why I'm freezing to death out here.
All we have is ourselves at the end of the day. Brace yourself for whatever.
Destroy your goodness to be absolute. Evil is only perception.
We shall make memoirs of the men and women we are so that others will not commit the same pointless mistake they would already have done.
The world is full of selfish bastards. Each one has oneself foremost in mind.
Love will keep us alive. It will torment, curse, flay, bludgeon, destroy us. While keeping us alive.
Death can never be punishment. It allows the perpetrator to escape.