BoJack Horseman

Anyway, if anyone needs me, I’ll be making the same mistake again but with slightly more self-awareness.

You can’t outrun your past, but you can absolutely trip over it repeatedly.

I keep waiting for my life to start, but I think this is it, which feels like a design flaw.

Therapy is great because now I have new words for the same old issues.

Every day I wake up and think: maybe today I’ll be better. Then I'm not, which is honestly impressive consistency.

Started journaling. So far it’s just 200 pages of “hmm.”

People say “be yourself.” What if that’s the problem.

Nothing like a little self-sabotage to keep life unpredictable.

If I ignore my responsibilities long enough, are they still my responsibilities or just vintage regrets?

Bad news: I hit rock bottom. Worse news: turns out there’s a basement.

Tried self-reflection today. Turns out I don’t like that guy either.

Networking is just standing in a hot room pretending to like canapés.

Brunch at 3 p.m. isn't late. It's Hollywood Time. You guys wouldn't get it because you're not one of the famouses.