You're hiding something, you bastard.

You wouldn't get it anyway. You can't make place for all of it.

I wouldn’t mind dying in a plane crash. It’d be a good way to go. I don’t want to die in my sleep, or of old age, or OD…I want to feel what it’s like. I want to taste it, hear it, smell it. Death is only going to happen to you once; I don’t want to miss it.

Jim Morrison (via e-e-r-i-n-e-s-s)