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It’s a fucking stupid messed up world. I’ve got my God. He speaks to me everyday. Somethings I just can’t work out so I leave them be, okay? Even if I think they’re wrong, because I know someday he’ll make me understand. I’ve got that trust. It’s called belief. I’m a lucky man.

Mr. Kharral, Skins

Sometimes I think I was born backwards, you know came out my mum the wrong way. I hear words go past me backwards. The people I should love I hate, and the people I hate…

Effy, Skins

You tell me problem. We drink, problem kaput!

Valentina, Skins

Every time. Every fucking time. “Buy three ounces of weed, Sidney.” Oh yes, sir. “Shove a bag of pills up your ass, Sidney.” Oh, right away. “Come help me save some random bint.” Oh, could I? What have we learned, Sidney? Your friends are shitheads.

Sid, Skins

What, you try arguing with a 45-year old Pakistani woman then.

Anwar, Skins

Everything you could ever want from an evening. Songs, choir girls, colourful costumes, fellatio… rabbits.

Chris, Skins

Fuck it.

Chris, Skins

You play clarinet and I look shaggable.

Michelle Richardson, Skins

I say this world extends way beyond this little field of dreams we’re dancing in, and I wanna see that world.

Tony Stonem, Skins

Sometimes I think I’m crazy cause I see things so differently than everyone else.

Tony Stonem, Skins

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