I'm nineteen and I want to be Gustavo Fring when I grow up.
Also I have a fat Spiderman.
"No matter how much all of you want a happy ending, you can’t have it! I tried to write one, but it’s impossible. I rewrote and rewrote, but things kept changing. And I hurt people and I….I knew they were hurt, but I didn’t stop. Because your mind tricks you. It TRICKS you into thinking that things are fine, they’re not fine. Nothing is fine. It’s all wrong! ..I’m all wrong… That’s it… There’s no happy ending.”