22 years of pain, and I can feel it closing in. The will to rise above, tearing my insides out. I feel my soul go cold. Only the dead are smiling.
— At the Gates (Slaughter of the Soul 1992), Cold
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If there was a God, I would spit in his face for subjecting me to this. If there was a devil, I would sell my soul to make it end. If there was something Higher that controlled our fucking fates, I would tell it to take my fate and shove it up its fucking ass. Shove it hard and far, you motherfucker. Please end. Please end. Please end.
— James Frey, A Million Little Pieces
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