I Need The Gays At The Shows.

I Keep Social With Everyone Because I Want To Know What's Going On At Every Level. At The Same Time, If I'm Not Alone A Certain Amount Of Time Per Day Then I'll Go Nuts, Because I Can't Write And I Can't Think. I Can't Deal With People All The Time. I Like Being Alone. I'm A Bit Of A Cat Lady In That Way.

There's Even One For Your Titties. I Haven't Done The Boobs Mask One Yet-you Just Stick It On Your Tits, Apparently. I Have To Try It. But I Did The Foot One And The Hand One Yesterday, And It Makes My Skin Crazy. It's Like I Just Had Sex For Four Days.

It's Very Hard To Describe To People Sometimes The Way I Grew Up, Because It Wasn't Like My Parents Were Irresponsible. They Weren't Necessarily Reckless, But They Were Bringing All Types Of Energy Into The House, All Kinds Of People.

I Get Nervous About Press And About Being Rejected Or Disappointing Myself.

For People Considering Suicide, It Is Bullshit. Endure The Moment.