We all got what I call a life trap, this gene-deep certainty that things will be different, that you’ll move to another city and meet the people that’ll be the friends for the rest of your life, that you’ll fall in love and be fulfilled. F*cking fulfillment and closure, whatever the f*ck those two… F*cking empty jars to hold this shitstorm, and nothing is ever fulfilled until the very end, and closure… No. No, no. Nothing is ever over.”
