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Welcome to BZP.

I love you, Frank Ocean. Never change.

"Talent must not be wasted. Those who have it - those who have talent - must hug it, embrace it, nurture it and share it lest it be taken away from you as fast as it was loaned to you. Trust me. I've been there." - Frank Sinatra

Back to back, they faced each other. They drew their swords and shot each other. The deaf policemen heard this noise, then came to kill the two dead boys.

"The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong in the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry."

And if I wanted to die before I got old, I should have started some years ago digging that hole.

"Brick, I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You should find yourself a safe house or a relative close by. Lay low for a while because you're PROBABLY wanted for murder."

I see you, Aderia! Creeping on my profile every couple hours...

R.I.P. Thrice, one of the few bands I can truly say had an impact on me as a human being. You will be missed.

I'm just kidding, I love you.

I am not your friend. I am not your lover. I am not your family.

Teezyism: Coming Soon

Back in Alaska, we don't even HAVE outer space.

You make me hate life.

And with a name that sounds like love in her tongue, I'm a dead man smiling on the way to be hung.

She torched Neil? You're right. She is a monster.

Step by step, brick by brick, I will turn this world into what I see fit.

If I make it back to land in one piece, I will never sail again. Never.

The water is not for your lungs.

If Dorian hasn't shocked you yet, he will soon enough.

Is that what you call tact? You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back, so let's end this call and end this conversation.

Why do I get the feeling Angelus won't see tomorrow?

"But our trip was different. It was a classic affirmation of everything right and true and decent in the national character. It was a gross, physical salute to the fantastic possibilities of life in this country—but only for those with true grit. And we were chock full of that, man."