I Was Having Chest Pains. Photoshop Made

I Hate People Who Say, "oh, I'm Addicted To Working Out". I Just Want To Punch Those People In The Face.

I Picked Up An Issue Of 'cosmopolitan' The Other Day That Had Tips For Job Interviews, Because I Was Like, "i Need To Get Better At Interviews." The Article Was Basically About How To Get Someone Not To Hate You In 20 Minutes. Every Single Thing They Told You Not To Do, I Was Like, "i Do That Every Day."

If I Don't Have Anything To Do All Day, I Might Not Even Put My Pants On.

Sometimes I Watch Films That I Can't Believe Got Made. Especially Because I Read Scripts That Are Truly Incredible, That Will Never Get Made. I Don't Know Who Is Behind Those Decisions. It's Like You Just Have To Doodle Something On A Page About The Underdog Who Finally Gets The Girl And The Film Gets Made.

I Mean, If We're Regulating Cigarettes And Sex And Cuss Words, Because Of The Effect They Have On Our Younger Generation, Why Aren't We Regulating Things Like Calling People Fat?