Narrator: "Tyler, you are by far the most interesting single-serving friend I've ever met. I have this thing, everything you get on a plane is single-serving..." Tyler: "Oh, I get it. It's very clever. How's that working out for you?" Narrator: "What?" Tyler: "Being clever"
"nothing is real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy."
"You are not your job. You are not how much you have in the bank. You are not the contents of your wallet. You are not your fucking Khakis. You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake. You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world." ~Tyler~
