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This plus this plus this plus this = me today.
:3

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I live in a house now. With two bros and cat. Not like bro bros. They are bros of mine. My bros. I am lazy and spoiled and stupid. And I don't like my job wahh, and I don't know what I want to do with my life wahh, and everything is hard wahh.
I really
really
bother myself.
I am so predictable.
I am
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myself.

intersections

"... We could say that the sociologist, but for the grace of his academic title, is the man who must listen to gossip despite himself, who is tempted to look through keyholes, to read other people's mail, to open closed cabinets. Before some otherwise unoccupied psychologist sets out to construct an aptitude test for sociologists on the basis of sublimated voyeurism, let us quickly say that we are speaking merely by way of analogy. Perhaps some little boys consumed with curiosity to watch their maiden aunts in the bathroom later become inveterate sociologists. This is quite uninteresting. What interests us is the curiosity that grips any sociologist in front of a closed door behind which there are human voices. If he is a good sociologist, he will want to open that door, to understand these voices. Behind each closed door he will anticipate some new facet of human life not yet perceived and understood."
- Peter L. Berger

lol

Dry Cleaners (Excerpt)

I glare at the Chinese woman once more and rush the hell out of there, dashing after the nonexistent cab, and then slow down a block or two up past the cleaners and-
suddenly I find myself eyeing a very pretty homeless girl sitting on the steps of a brownstone on Amsterdam, a Styrofoam coffee cup resting on the step below her feet, and as if guided by radar I move toward her, smiling, fishing around in my pocket for change. Her face seems to young and fresh and tan for a homeless person's; it makes her plight all the more heartbreaking. I examine her carefully in the seconds it takes to move from the edge of the sidewalk to the steps leading up to the brownstone where she sits, her head bowed down, staring dumbly into her empty lap. She looks up unsmiling, after she notices me standing over her. My nastiness vanishes and, wanting to offer something kind, something simple, I lean in, still staring, eyes radiating sympathy into her blank, grave face, and dropping a dollar into the Styrofoam cup I say, "Good luck."
Her expression changes and because of this I notice the book-Sartre-in her lap and then the Columbia book bag by her side and finally the tan-colored coffee in the cup and my dollar bill floating in it and though this all happens in a matter of seconds it's played out in slow motion and she looks at me, then at the cup, and shouts, "Hey, what's your goddamn problem?" and frozen, hunched over the cup, cringing, I stutter, "I didn't... I didn't know it was... full," and shaken, I walk away, hailing a taxi, and heading toward Hubert's in it I hallucinate the buildings into mountains, into volcanoes, the streets become jungles, the sky freezes into a backdrop, and before stepping out of the cab I have to cross my eyes in order to clear my vision. Lunch at Hubert's becomes a permanent hallucination in which I find myself dreaming while still awake.

Bret Easton Ellis
American Psycho

I need somewhere to put these

and this is where they will go.

"We are terrible for each other, and, yes, we are a disaster. But tell me your heart doesn't race for a hurricane or a burning building. I'd rather die terrified than live forever."
- A Softer World

"Alec came to albuquerque and planned a lavish party for you, but wouldn't tell anyone why. and we all waited by the door to his loft and when you walked through the door we were all playing string instruments that he made us learn to play, and he got down on one knee and proposed. but you began to sob hysterically and exclaimed "ok! ok! i admit it! i couldn't tell you because i was afraid!"
and he said "what is it, munch?" and through your tears you said.. "i am attracted to dolphins" and then i woke up."
- Nicole Madison Dozier (to Laz)

"I'd like to propose a toast. To our deaths, may they be untimely and inconvenient for all our loved ones."
- Perry Cox

"Sex is like pizza. When it's good it can change your life. When it's bad, it's still pretty okay."
- Mark Davidson

"Taco to sausage ratio."
- Josh Marrs

"You know what makes humans different from other animals? We're the only species on earth that observes Shark Week. Sharks don't even observe Shark Week, but we do."
- Jeff Winger

"Time is an illusion. The only time now, is party time."
- Basketball

"sunmakesflowers: oh god, Alec.
sunmakesflowers: You are like the bro of the indie kids."
- Jillian Hornburg

"Your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn't love you anymore."
- Lady GaGa

"You're like.... ranch dressing... you cannot not have ranch."
- Kathleen

"I’ll jam my brush in your eye socket and paint the world with your brains."
- Can't remember

An octopus was floating in a makeshift aquarium with a microphone attached to one of its tentacles and it kept asking - or so its "trainer," who is positive that mollusks have vocal cords, assured us - for "cheese." I watched, vaguely transfixed, until I started to sob.
- Patrick Bateman, American Psycho

"Is there gay juice in the champagne?"
"See? I want you to teach our child how to say awesome stuff like that."
- 30 Rock

"Rape his head Lucky! Rape it hard!"
- Strip Club DJ

"God takes care of his little fools."
My great great grandmother

"Man the number on that cop car is L20, man that's so sick because you know L is the 4th letter in the alphabet so its like 420 cop dude."
- Dale Roberts

"My grandma gave blood to Eva Perón."
- Katie Farmin

"We're all accidents."
- Willow Hanson

I wasn't allowed to moan because it sounded like a cliché

I wasn't allowed to gasp because it sounded like a cliché, I wasn't allowed to say I love you... because it sounded like a cliché. How do you climax without it sounding like a cliche?

It doesn't bother me too much that one of my favorite movies is virtually unheard of.
I've attempted to get other people to watch it, and I'm not positive anyone that I've referred it to has actually seen it.
I watch this movie probably once or twice a year when I remember it.
It's hard to describe it, and even harder to describe why I like it.

If you liked the film Snatch's soundtrack keep in mind that it basically stole every song from this movie.

If you'd like to understand me better I suggest watching this.