Just like a murderer jumps of nowhere in an alley$$$ love jumped out in front of us and struck us both at once.

You were destroyed by what you befriended.

I take much pleasure in being alone$$$ but there is also a strange warm grace in not being alone.

Basically$$$ that's why I wrote: to save my ass$$$ to save my ass from the madhouse$$$ from the streets$$$ from myself.

Thats when I first learned that it wasnt enough to just do your job$$$ you had to have an interest in it$$$ even a passion for it.

We know God is dead$$$ they've told us. But listening to you I wasn't sure.

Be it peace or happiness$$$ let it enfold you.

If there are junk yards in hell$$$ love is the dog that guards the gates.

The more crap you believe$$$ the better off you are.

Too often$$$ the people complain that they have done nothing with their lives and then they wait for somebody to tell them that this isn't so.