"We were selling rich women their own fat asses back to them."
"you work a job you hate so you can buy *beep* you don't need"
"The things you own end up owning you."
I felt like putting a bullet between the eyes of every Panda that wouldn't screw to save its species.
"you know what im scared of? Some guys name on my underwear."
"Only after we have lost everything are we free to do anything."
You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your *beep* khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
TyLeR DUrDEn - fight club-
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