“ Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you. ”
I once loved a girl who almost loved me, but not as much as she loved John Cusack.
~ Chuck Klosterman
I suppose we'll never know what really happened in that room, though he did tell police, I did it because I'm a dirty dog. This is not a very convincing alibi. He may as well have said, I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one.
Anybody who says they are a good liar obviously is not, because any legitimately savvy liar would always insist they're honest about everything.
But whenever I meet dynamic, nonretarded Americans, I notice that they all seem to share a single unifying characteristic: the inability to experience the kind of mind-blowing, transcendent romantic relationship they perceive to be a normal part of living. And someone needs to take the fall for this. So instead of blaming no one for this (which is kind of cowardly) or blaming everyone (which is kind of meaningless), I'm going to blame John Cusack.