“But there’s a million of these towns that are like factories, breeding hate and fear that only the fortunate will never meet And these zoomed up kids die like saints, for someone else’s dollar” — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“When I think about the past and how blind I was in that life, I compare it to being a god and losing everything… — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“America—where we hate our fathers, love our mothers, and everyone is hung up on trying to be a man” — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“Too many codeine pills, Too many nights of cold chills Too many weak-handed deals Too many lives, the addict steals” — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“I stopped loving my father at some point while I was a drunk. I began hating him after I became sober.” — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“Truly, the better a person you are, or become, the harder life becomes. No longer are you omnipotent, but are made flaccid. You are… — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“I can remember when delusions of grandeur entailed wanting to be a rock star, movie star, a millionaire; to make it as a writer—… — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“I used to fear things like not having enough alcohol and drugs, or the money to get them. Now I fear someone holding me… — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“I pawned the remote to my misery, trading it in for liquor that was cheap; screwdrivers for my vitamin c, and a little bloodstream… — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“I’m the new age miner, going to work at the company’s gold mines, where they charge me for the pick axe” — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“Because any guilt the size of a speck of dust, or shame, can crush even the best of men, in mountains of weight” — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
“I’m in love with my corporate girlfriend, with the Cyclops heart” — Volatalistic Phil Copy Share Image
