I remember opening my dad's closet and there were, like, 40 suits, every color of the rainbow, plaid and winter and summer. He had two jewelry boxes full of watches and lighters and cuff links. And just... he was that guy. He was probably unfulfilled in his life in many ways.
When you're born you get a ticket to the freak show. When you're born in America, you get a front row seat.
I have always looked on disobedience toward the oppressive as the only way to use the miracle of having been born.

