Fight Club

Put a gun to my head and paint the wall with my brains.

Evacuate. Now.

Soul clear of body. Now.

Death begins. Now.

It's only after you've lost everything," Tyler says, "that you're free to do anything."

And while I'm at work, teams of space monkeys dig up the lawn around the house.

"Don't you ever talk to her about me. Don't talk about me behind my back. Do you promise?" Tyler says.

I promise.

Tyler says, "If you ever mention me to her, you'll never see me again."

I promise.

"Promise?"

I promise.

Tyler says, "Now remember, that was three times that you promised."

Nothing is static. Everything is falling apart.

I know this because Tyler knows this.

I want you to hit me as hard as you can

Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer.

Maybe self-destruction is the answer.

If I could wake up in a different place, at a different time, could I wake up as a different person?

first rule about fight club is you don't talk about fight club."