Life is a bitch; you get used though, or you kill yourself. Either way, you're winning.

It's ironic how your comfort zone can be tiring sometimes.

It's not the shit we face that defines us, it's how we deal with it.

Maybe I should love someone mundane and let them bore me to death.

Everything has a price. The price, however, isn't always money.

Who’s happy? Happy is just what people think they are when they can’t find anything to bitch about.