Penis push ups, breaking stuff, fixing things, building shit, fire (the kind you start from throwing rubbing alcohol on a friend's stove or burying spray cans in a campfire), burnt rubber (not condoms; car tires), movies that require a brain, gettin souped for Halloween, riding little kids' bicycles, pooping back and forth forever and ever, and sometimes cars.
No one will ever know anyone. You're not ever gonna know me...Figure it out. Deal with it.
Alexisonfire, Avail, Bear vs. Shark, Billy Joel, Bruce Springsteen, Counting Crows, Cursive, Dead Milkmen, Explosions in the Sky, Face to Face, From Autumn to Ashes, Hopesfall, Lifetime, Luckystar, Lymbyc Systym, Minor Threat, Missing 23rd, Mogwai, Tom Petty, The Police, Postal Service, Radiohead, Ramones, Rancid, Rolling Stones, Screeching Weasel, Shai Hulud, Sicko, Paul Simon, Smashing Pumpkins, SNFU, Social Distortion, Spirit of Youth, Step Ahead, Stretch Armstrong, Turning Point, U2, Under Oath, Under the Red, Vision, Weezer.
If the house was burning, I'd grab Gattaca, Stand By Me, Raising Arizona, Ravenous, Scent of a Woman, Trainspotting, The Machinist, American Graffitti, Fight Club, The Graduate, Rules of Attraction, Better Off Dead, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Jacob's Ladder, and Freddy Got Fingered.
"The day is through the lights are off and I'm alone again, electrons comfort me, television is my only friend, there was a time that I swore, this would never, happen to me" Good Riddance.
"Patrick Bateman was a notoriously unreliable narrator, and if you actually read the book you could come away doubting that these crimes had even occurred. There were large hints that they existed only in Bateman's mind. The murders and torture were in fact fantasies fueled by his rage and fury about how life in America was structured and how this had-no matter the size of his wealth-trapped him."
For us to live any other way was nuts. To us, those goody-good people who worked shitty jobs for bum paychecks and took the subway to work every day, and worried about their bills, were dead. I mean they were suckers. They had no balls. If we wanted something we just took it. If anyone complained twice they got hit so bad, believe me, they never complained again.