“It sickens me to think of youa prevalence of voidunholyimmovabledamned. gifts.an overblown sense of his own importance.I wish you were dead.forget about you.crowflorid withfantasiesit's so awfula perfect imitationa liability to loveforget youIngrid Magnussenquite alonemasturbatingrotdisappointmentgrotesqueYour arms cradlepoisonsgarbagegrenadesLonelinesslong-distance criesforeverneverresponse.take everythingfeel me?the human conditionStopplotting murderpenitenceCultivate ityouforbidappealrageimportantIcringefuckyouinsanepersondissonant and querulousmygas tanks marked FULL”

“You said you'd kiss me if I lost Tank."---"You want me to kiss you?"Oh boy. "You were happy I'd lost your puppy?"He was looking like he was still thinking about smiling as he glanced down at Tank, tucked under his arm. "No. That would make me an asshole."Right...”

“I twisted my arm to curl him behind me and he unfolded there, the two of us snuggled like quotation marks in his room full of words.”

“I traded in my car with no gas in the tank and my new car came with a full tank. So I at least profited there. That makes me appreciate my depreciation more.”

“Humans are so Funny. So much moralising about words while at the same time thinking it perfectly "moral" to pepper-bomb cities full of people to protect them from violence.”

“She fit perfectly in his arms. He wished she ift perfectly in his life.”