We act like we have all the answers and we’re totally invincible, like our parents seem and their parents before them, and I’m sorry, that I have to be the one to say this, but it’s fucking bullshit. For instance I know that you jackoff to Caroline every night instead of Vanessa, who you’re supposed to be in love with. Whatever, don’t even get me started on that convention, I mean, think about it. What is that convention? We’re this random collection of self-interest all of a sudden and we just decide that we’re just gonna, we’re just gonna walk two by two down the fucking aisle to you know, Noah’s Ark?
Traffic, Seth Abrahams