1. Is this it? Is this enough for you, this bullshit life? Is this what you want?
2. A man with nothing that he loves…is a man who cannot be bargained. A man that cannot be betrayed. A man who answers to no one… but himself.
3. Nothing makes me happy. I mean, I have moments where I'm not unhappy, but those are just—more and more rare.
4. Sometimes the future doesn't unfold the way you think it will. Shit happens and people suck.
5. I have nothing to say to anybody. I'm so uninteresting. I think I'm out of conversation.
6. Well, birthdays are merely symbolic of how another year has gone by and how little we've grown. No matter how desperate we are that someday a better self will emerge, with each flicker of the candles on the cake, we know it's not to be, that for the rest of our sad, wretched, pathetic lives, this is who we are to the bitter end. Inevitably, irrevocably; happy birthday? No such thing.
7. Peter Gibbons: So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life. Dr. Swanson: What about today? Is today the worst day of your life? Peter Gibbons: Yeah. Dr. Swanson: Wow, that's messed-up.
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1. Is this it? Is this enough for you, this bullshit life? Is this what you want?
2. A man with nothing that he loves…is a man who cannot be bargained. A man that cannot be betrayed. A man who answers to no one… but himself.
3. Nothing makes me happy. I mean, I have moments where I'm not unhappy, but those are just—more and more rare.
4. Sometimes the future doesn't unfold the way you think it will. Shit happens and people suck.
5. I have nothing to say to anybody. I'm so uninteresting. I think I'm out of conversation.
6. Well, birthdays are merely symbolic of how another year has gone by and how little we've grown. No matter how desperate we are that someday a better self will emerge, with each flicker of the candles on the cake, we know it's not to be, that for the rest of our sad, wretched, pathetic lives, this is who we are to the bitter end. Inevitably, irrevocably; happy birthday? No such thing.
7. Peter Gibbons: So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life. Dr. Swanson: What about today? Is today the worst day of your life? Peter Gibbons: Yeah. Dr. Swanson: Wow, that's messed-up.
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1. Is this it? Is this enough for you, this bullshit life? Is this what you want?
2. A man with nothing that he loves…is a man who cannot be bargained. A man that cannot be betrayed. A man who answers to no one… but himself.
3. Nothing makes me happy. I mean, I have moments where I'm not unhappy, but those are just—more and more rare.
4. Sometimes the future doesn't unfold the way you think it will. Shit happens and people suck.
5. I have nothing to say to anybody. I'm so uninteresting. I think I'm out of conversation.
6. Well, birthdays are merely symbolic of how another year has gone by and how little we've grown. No matter how desperate we are that someday a better self will emerge, with each flicker of the candles on the cake, we know it's not to be, that for the rest of our sad, wretched, pathetic lives, this is who we are to the bitter end. Inevitably, irrevocably; happy birthday? No such thing.
7. Peter Gibbons: So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life. Dr. Swanson: What about today? Is today the worst day of your life? Peter Gibbons: Yeah. Dr. Swanson: Wow, that's messed-up.
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