I Remember Feeling Ashamed, For Some Reason.

I Had A Really Good Childhood Up Until I Was Nine Years Old. Then A Classic Case Of Divorce Really Affected Me And I Moved Back And Forth Between Relatives All The Time. And I Just Became Extremely Depressed And Withdrawn.

Forever In Debt To Your Priceless Advice.

I've Never Been A Very Prolific Person, So When Creativity Flows, It Flows. I Find Myself Scribbling On Little Notepads And Pieces Of Loose Paper, Which Results In A Very Small Portion Of My Writings To Ever Show Up In True Form.

We Were The Chosen Rejects. We Chose Not To Be Apart Of The Popular Crowd. I Mean, I Can Rember A Lot Of Times The More Popular People, The 'jock Type' Of People Who Were Into Sports, And Staying Clean, And Brushing There Teeth All The Time, They Always Asked Me If I Wanted To Join Their Little Club, And I Decided Not To, You Know, I Would Rather Hang Out With The People Who Didn't Get Picked For The Baseball Team, You Know, Who Smoke Cigarettes And Listen To Rock 'n' Roll Music.

I Don’t Have The Passion Anymore, And So Remember, It’s Better To Burn Out Than To Fade Away.