You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world. - Tyler Durden
Whatever happened to that silly dream you had? I want to make it real I'd love to rub your back Like a plane crash that never hits the ground I fall in love with you I'm nose over tail for you Your voice like the sound of sirens to a house on fire You're saving me
"What we call chaos is just patterns we haven't recognized. What we call random is just patterns we can’t decipher. What we can't understand we call nonsense. What we can't read we call gibberish. There is no free will. There are no variables. There is only the inevitable." ~Chuck Palahniuk