Book: Cows

Happiness is impossible if poison inside, no matter what if you yourself are not surrounded. You can only cut it.

They sat down on the couch and began to play like they're into each other. Everyone knew that this is not the truth, but they both needed this deception.

The real poison comes out of my head. ***it all you ***ut brains, your worries and fears fall down like the stool of the brain in your gut and piling up there. That's exactly what you ***yvaet.

I measured the amount of his shit, urine, snot and all sorts of other crap that came out of me. And it's not the same as how much this fucked-up life in me daily uploads.

... it was possible to imagine that you have everything that you see on TV, like love, wood ranch with a horse and a brand new jeep, and a baby, and you a loving wife that touches your cheeks when you come home, so gently, that you know that she lives only for you. And when you walk through the woods or the city, in front of you stretches a path, and you always know which way to go, and nothing ever jumps out in front of you, you don't stop and don't knock you out of life's rut, because you're there with him, you're a part of this, and you didn't miss anything. TV, when you look at it, is your mirror.

- Experience on how to commit murder. To blow their brains out and take away the most valuable. This crushes the walls you erect around yourself, the walls other people build around you to prevent you to do what you want. You know? What would you do if nothing could stop you. Murder is an act of self-realization, it shows man his true power. And when, dude, you understand it, that misery, which we are trying to ensnare, peel like a shitty skin. The Crips spread out his arms, as if he was crucified on the cross. - Assassination gives you the freedom to do what you need.

The TV showed him how much owned the people who lived outside. He to see it with my own eyes, of course, been outside, in the city, walking there. But he was too afraid of the city to stay there for a long time. He was not like the people who walked the streets. They are so well-lived! They knew exactly what they need to do to be happy, and indulged in this occupation, never once hesitating.

His blood was not the hot sticky red liquid, but billions Taurus, lit a fire in the fireplace, and they shoved each other the entire route to the heart, where they lovingly accept and pumped down to easy for a smart pure oxygen. Heart desires their life and supports their team unwavering infinite love, as a cinematic parents.