I Hate Caviar. Ugh! The Freebase Of

One Of The Great Things To Pretend Is That You're Not Only Alright, You're In Great Shape. Now To Have That Come True - I've Actually Gone On Stage Depressed And That's Worked Its Magic On Me, 'cause If I Can Convince You That I'm Alright, Then Maybe I Can Convince Me.

I'll Never Be Known For My Work With Boundaries.

Mothers Are Great. They Outlast Everything. But When They're Bad, They're The Worst Thing That Can Happen.

He Doesn't Move His Face When He Talks. His Eyes Are Like Shark Eyes. Dead.

Then I Overdosed At 28, At Which Point I Began To Accept The Bipolar Diagnosis.