I Just Want To Be Myself.

If You Give Up On Your Dreams, What's Left?

But Can Everyone Simply Choose The Path He Loves? Someone Has To Take The Ordinary Jobs. All I Know Is, That Worked For Me. And It Didn't Work For Other People I Know To Get A So-called Safe Job, Because There's No Such Thing Anymore. The Only Thing That Stays Constant Is The Idea That People Have To Escape.

My Social Life Goes In Bursts, Where I Get Like, "oh, I Gotta Get Out And Do Something, Man, I Gotta Do Something." And I'll Plan A Trip And Go On A Motorcycle Trip Down The Baja Peninsula For 900 Miles And I'll Hang Out With My Friends For Like A Month, And Then They'll Never See Me For Two Months Or Three Months Or Whatever, And I Won't Answer Any Calls.

Come Back Here So That I May Brain Thee!

It's Time To P-a-r-t-why? Because I Gotta!