• if the next two words out of your mouth aren't "see ya" then the third will be "oh my god my crotch, you punched me in the crotch"

perry cox

• he's so damned nice, and he's so awful. he's my sort of thing.

ernest hemingway

• just give me money and i'll do shit for you

the shining

• and I can’t sleep without your breathing and I can’t breathe each time you’re leaving.

placebo, english summer rain

• it's when you hide things that you choke on them.

bukowski

• you're the reason i'm travellin' on

bob dylan

• you're the worst thing that ever happened to me

fightclub

• i hope you die a violent death and bugs eat your corpse

scrubs