book meme : DIARY by CHUCK PALAHNIUK.
a selection of lines from the novel DIARY. modified slightly for rp purposes.
today is the longest day of the year.
the weather today is an increasing trend towards denial.
a lot of things used to be different around here.
you better come see what i found. the handwriting alone is worth the trip.
it’s a kind of sweet, homespun immortality.
we all want to explain ourselves. nobody wants to be forgotten.
don’t let them trick you again.
you’ll die and the world will be a better place for it.
dear sweet _____. can you feel this?
everyone’s in their own personal coma.
you’re not going to die. you couldn’t die if you wanted to.
today’s weather is partly furious with occasional fits of read.
she/he/they still loves you. she/he/they wouldn’t bother to torture you if she/he/they didn’t.
how the fuck do you know what’s in my goddamn heart?
it’s you who should be worried.
everybody was trying to link the physical and the emotional. the body and the mind. the world and the imagination. this world and the next.
it’s just words. you can say it.
the weather today is partly suspicious with chances of betrayal.
all the effort in the world won’t matter if you’re not inspired.
maybe people have to really suffer before they can risk doing what they love.
today’s weather is nervous disgust with tentative apprehension.
they would have killed all of god’s children to save theirs.
if you’ve found this, you can still save yourself.
your advice, your praise, was so very, very fucked.
the weather today is bitter with occasional fits of jealous rage.
if misery is inspiration, i should be reaching my prime.
you’ll die when they’re done with you.
are you wearing something from a dead person?
the weather today is increasing turmoil with a possible physical and emotional breakdown.
the weather today is calm and sunny, but the air is full of bullshit.
an artist’s job is to make order out of chaos.
the weather today is foggy with conflicting stories about your father’s cause of death.
we will destroy you with your own neediness and greed.
you might think about who’d want to kill them.
everything is a self-portrait. including your autopsied brain.
we’re all of us immortal. we couldn’t die, even if we wanted to.
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