You Fondle My Trigger, Then You Blame

Categories Are Gibberish To Me. I Understand - It Helps People Organize Their Thoughts. But You Can't Go Too Far With It.

There Are Lots Of Poster Children For Angst. But There Aren't Many Poster Children For Cool Angst. Everybody Thinks It's Cool If You're The Bad Girl. But What About The People Who Are Really Not Feeling That Great? Why Can't I Get Up In Front Of Millions Of People, As A Person Who Represents My Generation, And Tell Them That I'm Angry? Who Puts These Limits On What My Personality Should Be In Public?

I Still Don't Know How To Drive. I Don't Go Anywhere, Really. My Brother Drives Me. I Walk Around My Neighborhood But I Don't Go Anywhere, Nor Do I Want To.

If You Want To See Me Cry, Just Come To A Photo Shoot.

I Want To Move Back To The East Coast. I Like Venice, But L.a. Is Ugly. I Would Kill Myself If I Had To Look Out The Window And See Some Places In L.a. Every Day.