You’re a ghost driving a meat coated skeleton made from stardust, what do you have to be scared of?
lies of a contrarian: If Society Says You're Not Good Enough, Become Someone Else
I am a liar.
Some people are bankers and some people are bakers and I am a liar. I lie, basically, to get people to like me, because that is the monetary system on which my heart runs. I lie to make myself seem more impressive or more tragic, both of which elicit…
The last eight times I told you I loved you, they sounded like apologies.