Nothing you can say will change me

We all use the future to escape the present.

I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane.

I'm really not up for answering any questions that start with how, when, where, why or what.

We are greater than the sum of our parts.

When you stopped wishing things wouldn't fall apart, you'd stop suffering when they did.

You can't just make yourself matter and then die, Alaska, because now I am irretrievably different, and I'm sorry I let you go, yes, but you made the choice. You left me Perhapsless, stuck in your goddamned labyrinth. And now I don't even know if you chose the straight and fast way out, if you left me like this on purpose. And so I never knew you, did I? I can't remember, because I never knew.

Alaska finished her cigarette and flicked it into the river.
'Why do you smoke so damn fast?' I asked.
She looked at me and smiled widely, and such a wide smile on her narrow face might have looked goofy were it not for the unimpeachably elegant green in her eyes. She smiled with all the delight of a kid on Christmas morning and said, 'Y'all smoke to enjoy it. I smoke to die.

Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia.

I didn't know what to say to her - I was caught in a love triangle with one dead side.

Suffering is universal. it’s the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about.

This is so much fun, but I’m so sleepy. To be continued?

But there was so much todo: cigarettes to smoke, sex to have, swings to swing on. I'll have more time for reading when I'm old and boring.

I finally found something that can stop the fox. The fox cannot summit Strawberry Hill.” - Takumi

After all this time, it still seems to me like straight and fast is the only way out - but I choose the labyrinth. The labyrinth blows, but I choose it.

When she fucked up all those years ago, just a little girl terrified into paralysis, she fell onto the enigma of herself.