“Everything is just so fraught with tendentious bullshit.”
“...it seems to me that life's moments don't have to be so right or not right anymore, so fraught and weighted with "valve", but just of themselves, what they are...”
“Bullshit is bullshit, it just goes by different names”
“Jesus is Lord, and everything else is bullshit.”
“You can't do anything in life. The social barriers in life are so intense and horrific that every encounter is just fraught with so many problems and dread. Every social situation is a potential nightmare.”
“Was he going to ask me to go with him? Maybe I was getting ahead of myself and he was just making conversation. Oh, why was talking to a boy so fraught with complication?”