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All train compartments smell vaguely of shit. It gets so you don't mind it. That's the worst thing that I can
confess. You know how long it took me to get there? A long time. When you die you're going to regret the things you
don't do. You think you're queer? I'm going to tell you something: we're all queer. You think you're a thief? So
what? You get befuddled by a middle-class morality? Get shut of it. Shut it out. You cheat on your wife? You did
it, live with it. You fuck little girls, so be it. There's an absolute morality? Maybe. And then what? If you think
there is, go ahead, be that thing. Bad people go to hell? I don't think so. If you think that, act that way. A hell
exists on earth? Yes. I won't live in it. That's me.


Joaquin Phoenix is mine at claim

Joseph Fiennes is mine at claim

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Goddamn mescaline. Why the fuck can't they make it a little less pure?

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I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair. But not a single, clear, identifiable
emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My
nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is
about to slip.

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I'm sick of following my dreams. I'm just going to ask them where they're going and hook up with them later.