Maybe being bad isn't so hot after all.

And all I loved, I loved alone.

I saw Mommy by Xavier Dolan and I was like "What? A young storyteller who understands human psychology and can actually tell vivid stories about complex human beings? What is this?"

I wish everybody was this honest. I can see that he cares.

Argh

Why do vegans have to act like assholes so often? The message is extremely important, don't shoot it.

When people are asking questions, don't attack them, don't put them off. Encourage them.
Let people be imperfect.
Don't come across as obnoxious or holier-than-thou.
Be nice and down-to-earth, don't act like you're better than anyone else.
Don't reinforce negative stereotypes.
Don't use provocative and highly negative words ("meat is murder", "so you enjoy eating corpses?"), because when you do, the other person is going to focus on those words instead of the important message.
Even if the other person is acting like a fucking asshole, be respectful towards them, and it's very possible that they will stop being a fucking asshole and start listening.
Create a conversation, not an argument.
Don't be PETA, don't come across as sexist or racist or extreme or crazy.
The animals come first, moral purity and ideological perfection are highly secondary.

I know it's difficult because you're human and humans are irrational. But really, when I look at the animal rights movement I often think that the animals deserve something much, much better than this.

My ability to fool people into believing that I'm intelligent is the greatest sign of my intelligence.

I complain about everything, which makes me such a fun person to hang out with.

I am sorry for not standing up for you today.

"And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70..."

And then you'll just stop? Lol

Time is only scary when you're wasting it.

Nobody can change the world alone. But if you can get dozens, hundreds, thousands, even millions of others to change it with you... We'll see. I'll do what I can do. That's all I can do. One day, we will win. We will win. Because we must.

Meditation isn't making me calmer, it's just making me angrier. Hmm

Being poor makes people unhappy, but being rich doesn't make people happy.

Vivian Maier.

I'll never be as fascinating as Vivian Maier was. I'll never be as oddly amusing as she was. I'll never be as mysterious. I'll never be such a perfect combination of human goodness and human darkness. And I'm not just talking about her as a photographer, I'm also talking about her as a human being.

Something horrible must have happened to her, and she reacted by becoming a weird genius. Some people do that, others just become boring trolls on the Internet.

Justin Bieber.

How to know whether someone would be a bully if they got the chance:

Ask them if they hate Justin Bieber.

If they start coming up with the usual nonsense that Justin Bieber is a monster who should be killed, you know that you're talking to someone who lets others think for them.

Justin Bieber's music is just as horrible as most of the crap played on mainstream radio. I dislike him just as much as I dislike all the other inane pop singers. Yes, he probably is an asshole (and mentally ill); who wouldn't be, if they suddenly, at the age of 15, became one of the most famous and hated people on the planet?

A lot of people are insecure and full of strange anger. Then they see that everybody's hating some silly kid, and they start hating the silly kid too because it makes their existence a little easier for 30 seconds.

Yeah. Mechanisms.

I tried reading the older posts

Wow, such GARBAGE. What a CHILD.

You have no idea how much stepping out of your room can change you before you actually try.

Personally and politically and in every way, my thinking is a lot more coherent than it used to be. Just a few months ago I was somebody else. Then I found people. I've started to see others around me. I'm a lot more honest, and I guess I just got tired of the 'I am so fucking great' joke. I am eternally thankful that when I finally left the house, people told me a million times: "You're full of nonsense. Stop pretending and shut the fuck up. This can't be you."

It took a while, but then I started listening.

This doesn't mean that I'm incredibly smart or incredibly honest now, but I think it's getting better. I guess I just needed all the nonsense because I was so lonely and so sad. I'm not bad, but I'm not always good. Sadness and loneliness are horrible things.

Sunset on Mars

This picture was actually taken on Mars. This is a fact. It was taken by a robot who probably didn't realize what romantic things it was seeing.

Anyway, I noticed something:

You dream of insane things. And sometimes the insane things become a reality. And you start thinking that maybe reality was quite insane all along.

We're about to fly.

It worked.

It fucking worked.

Yes.

I never chose to write in a certain way. I never chose to dress in a certain way.

I've always just known.

I never chose anything. Weird. Who does?