Book: Porn

Well, I’ll tell you what, I’ll help you, let’s at least clean the kitchen together. You will immediately feel better, I know, because when everything is crap, and you have no strength at all, and you see a mountain of unwashed dishes in the sink, this is the worst thing that can happen, it is a disaster. It seems that my whole life has not worked out at all.

I hate disputes, especially if the arguing man and woman, especially if one of them has just revealed that the opponent is to him. At such moments I want to yell in a loud voice: stop looking for reasons to not ***be with each other.

What is paralyzing power has sometimes a sense of guilt, and how a sense of self-righteousness can mobilize people.

When swimming with sharks, the only way to survive is to become the most galisteu of all sharks.

But even when I sanjiazi for most pancraci, I still realize the bitter truth. Coke bored me, it bored us all. We jaded assholes pounded in places that hate, in a city that we hate, pretending that we are the center of the universe, disfiguring themselves shitty drugs to get rid of the feeling that real life happens somewhere in another place; we are well aware that all we are doing is just feeding our clinical paranoia eternal and everlasting disappointment, yet we don't have enough fuse to stop. And I even know why. Because, sadly, there is nothing around interesting, for what it's worth to stay.

When almost half of your life you are surrounded by fun-loving idiots, you begin to appreciate the people that calm prudence.

The meaning of the existence of our class is to survive, that's all. ... From the start we were brothers in mind, or rather, lack of it. Contempt, ridicule, irony, bullying - we have created our own little world even before we have turned to a life of booze and drugs, which helped us to be cleansed and given the opportunity to live in this world with full dedication. We buzzed this world socas impenetrable and perfect cynicism and contempt for everyone and everything, and we knew no one will understand us, just can't understand parents, brothers, sisters, neighbors, teachers, idiots, cool, hipsters

All your life you've been like a Mirage, and now you're real.

Most of the problems in life occur when we lose innocence.

If it was not like these enemies, they would have to come up with to add to life a little drama, a little harmony, a little bit of sense.

Now, our generation of punks and freaks, we not only bloomed and smelled, we even had the courage to give up on this life.

In 20 years you are still unable to achieve something one passionate views, 30 to your an interesting person, but at 40 you need the money and the glory.

You were who you were, is what you are. And *** all regrets.

There is such a type of girls absolutely flawed type which bend over backwards just to please men, but why they did not go out. Her role in the theater of life: the person willingly substituted under his fist some fucked freak.