what an interesting weekend. it was long, and i am tired.

i've got palahnik on the heart.

Every word you read of this useless print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? ... Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned- Tyler.

This was freedom.  Losing all hope was freedom.

This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

May I never be complete.  May I never be content.  May I never be perfect.  Deliver me, Tyler, from being perfect and complete.

I just don't want to die without a few scars.

No fear.  No distractions.  The ability to let that which does not matter truly slide.