I Have No Control Over People's Perceptions

I Felt Like I Had Two Fathers. I Had My Real Father And The Father In My Head.

I Do Have A Family, And I Do Have Friends, And So-called Friends, And Acquaintances, And Many Other People I See Only Around Christmas Time. Maybe They Could Vouch For Me. Maybe They Could Testify To My Existence And Save A Part Of Me That Thinks I'm No Better Than A Bag Of Potato Chips.

I'm The Most Out-of-work Actor I Know. In The Last Two Years I've Basically Taken Meetings For A Living.

I'd Made Enough Made Money By The Time I Was 12 To Never Work Again, So It's Not About A Big Pay Check With Me.

I'm Doing Naughty Things, I'm Drinking Too Much, I'm Going To Clubs. It Really Didn't Matter To Me, Other Than The Fact That Some Parents Wouldn't Let Their Kids Hang Out With Me.