19 Quotes by Jeremy Robert Johnson

Took to typing as quickly and loudly as possible and yelling, “I’m in!” when accessing basic programs. Made me feel like a hacker.

Icarus flew too close to the sun, but at least he flew.

And his dick looks like a hot dog that got hit with a sledgehammer and sewn back together by a blind lady.”“Thanks, Port.”“You’re welcome, D.

The standard freak show chic bullshit which had beset the generation after mine thanks to a string of wildly successful reality shows centering on competitive body modification. I’d had fun watching Manual Mutants and Oddfellas when they first started, but then The League of Zeroes came along and made things too grotesque. They lost me when Rectal Rachelle died on the table during her ass-neck implant surgery.

Somewhere, floating in a muddled abstraction beyond your existence as a generally good person, are the Externalities. Fuck ’em and God Bless ’em.

The money buys the drugs, the drugs work harder and harder to trick your blackened dopamine receptors into giving a damn about living. At some point you make a choice: fight your need the rest of your goddamned long-suffering life, or fill your need until it disappears into the grave with you.

The terrible loop began on a Tuesday and didn’t end until the day I saw a skullcracker swallow the brain of a bank-hired assassin.

I wasn’t a hoarder, but I knew my place gave off a Feral Child Hidey Hole vibe.

All of this took about a minute, but time stretches out when you’re witnessing an abomination.