You’re not really an adult at all. You’re just a tall child holding a beer, having a
conversation you don’t understand.
Don't do it! Stay away from your potential. You'll mess it up, it's potential, leave it. Anyway, it's like your bank balance - you always have a lot less than you think.
People will kill you. Over time. They will shave out every last morsel of fun in you with little, harmless sounding phrases that people uses every day, like: 'Be realistic!'
Oh how I hate you. I hate you so much it gives me energy. I have to get up early in the morning just to hate you, because there's not enough time in the day! Please GO AWAY!
I'm a quitter. I come from a long line of quitters. It's amazing I'm here at all.
I don't do drugs. If I want a rush I just stand up when I'm not expecting it.
I don't know what I want but I know that I want it now.
[Adulthood feels like] walking around in the desert with a bag over your head, being bumped into by people who rob you as they bore you.