If you're trapped in the dream of the Other, you're fucked.
No single thing abides; and all things are fucked up.
The more fucked up you are, the more I like you. As long as you've managed to hold onto your identity through all the shit, then it won't matter how twisted you are. I will love you more for it.
Everybody knows that Aristotelian two-value logic is fucked.
It's not a lie if you don't tell the truth. But it's fucked up if you falsify the fact.
My life before him was so simple and decided, now after him...It's just...After.
Your heart knows how to heal itself , itβs your mind that fucks you up β¦
