shows
friends
reading
guitar
snowboarding
edge
health
SOMEONE
AS
STRONG
AS
ME
shai hulud
august burns red
new found glory
bright eyes
years spent cold
recon
cdc
ligeia
set your goals
brand new
remembering never
blood brothers
elliott smith
daughters
evergreen terrace
gregory and the hawk
have heart
glassjaw
wu-tang clan
poison the well
gray lines of perfection
for the fallen dreams
Full Metal Jacket, Dawn Of The Dead(old),CLERKS, Super Troopers, The Breakfast Club, The Audition, Pulp Fiction, Boondock Saints, Shaun Of The Dead, The Shining, Mall Rats, 28 Days Later, Reservoir Dogs, I Am Sam, Fight Club, American History X, The Green Mile, Donnie Darko, American Psycho, Little Miss Sunshine, The Departed, Chasing Amy, ANCHORMAN, Snatch, Casino, History Of Violence, Boiler Room, The Notebook, Godfather I & II, Walk The Line, Taking Lives, Crash, The People Under the Stairs, Spun, Gummo, The Outsiders, Cold Mountain, Million Dollar Baby, There Will Be Blood, The Labrynth, The Shawshank Redemption, Into The Wild, Born On The Fourth Of July, Taxi Driver, Trainspotting, Wristcutters, The Dark Knight, Step Brothers, Escape From New York.
the office, fresh prince, hogans heroes, ufc unleashed.
-"I don't want to start thinking again. Not like I have this last week. I can't think again. Not ever again.
I don't know if you've ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That's why I'm trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning."
"Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never missed. Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been demoted because he no longer gave a damn whether he missed or not. He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt, and his only mission each time he went up was to come down alive."
"I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything."