i drove kevin to the airport today at four thirty in the morning. i woke up from liz's and rode my bike home at three o'clock. drinking my dunkin donuts coffee...
i wanted to get on a plane going wherever. the feeling of taking a taxi ride to the airport in the early morning...
i suppose this job changes a person it turns you slowly over time into beef jerky. all the hate and the senselessness and the bullshit.
-the only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.
-he who fights monsters might take care lest he become a monster. and if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.
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...what a crock of shit
i need a spiritual fuck it bucket. i need a fucking vacation.
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Tom Cruise was 22 when he made Top Gun?! No wonder he looks like that.
Today I, too, had the desire to just jump on a plane somewhere. But for different, non-police-force-related reasons.
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