such a good quote.

"'Cause The one thing that I learned from dad besides the cheap stuff fucks you up as much as the stuff on the top shelf does is it doesn't matter what you say or think, or wish you said but didn't say- just what you do. "

and then this song..

good friends with bad habits,
what am I to do?
they're literary romantics,
they fuck like wilde,
and indulge like hemingway.

i've good friends with bad habits
and a tendency towards negligence.
just petty thieves and addicts,
that don't hurt anyone
but they'll burn anyway.

well sometimes,
like every time
a train passes,
i get jealous of the long nights,
and blurred lights,
the red eyes,
the bar fights.
where in the hell am i?
and how did i get here?
and which way to the nearest train?

well sometimes,
like every time she breathes,
i embrace my routine.

i've good friends with bad habits.
what am i to do?
they're literary romantics,
they'll fuck like wilde,
and die like hemingway.