• How do cultural objects change who we are?

• my life as a teenage scarecrow

• Where I end and you begin

• I know the culture here is to stay humble but shit

• Winter is coming

• A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury

• On playing well and making yourself heard

• Somebody stole my car radio and now I just sit in silence…

• Well it’s a deep dark night and I hear you, I’ve been there

• This is the anthem, the slogan, the summary of events

• Gaslight Anthem covered Smells Like Teen Spirit

• You’ll need somebody when you come to die

• So you were born and that was a good day, some day you’ll die and that is a shame

• Music can grip us with the energy of a religious conversion. Once it is heard, one never experiences the world in quite the same way

• We sell our dreams and our potential to escape through that buzz

• You see a mousetrap, I see free cheese and a fucking challenge

• What is the objet petit a for aspiring writers?

• The Lacanian understanding of love

• I talked to somebody again who knows how to help me get better

• Each time we don’t say what we wanna say, we’re dying

• There is only a single, urgent task: to reach out with joy

• I just discovered depressive breakcore and I’m in love