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I've Never Been To The Websites. It's A Lot Healthier For Me To Keep Out Of The Conversations About Me.

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

One Of My Friends Said To Me, "oh Yeah, Of Course You Aren't Writing." So I Was Like, "the Next Time You See Me, I'm Gonna Have A New Song." I Wrote "criminal" In 45 Minutes When Everyone Else Went To Lunch Because I Had To Have A Hit. I Can Force Myself To Do The Work, But Only If Someone Is Right Up Behind Me.

My Scars Were Reflecting The Mist In Your Headlights I Looked Like A Neon Zebra, Shaking Rain Off Her Stripes

When I Was A Kid--10, 11, 12, 13--the Thing I Wanted Most In The World Was A Best Friend. I Wanted To Be Important To People; To Have People That Understood Me. I Wanted To Just Be Close To Somebody. And Back Then, A Thought Would Go Through My Head Almost Constantly: "there's Never Gonna Be A Room Someplace Where There's A Group Of People Sitting Around, Having Fun, Hanging Out, Where One Of Them Goes, 'you Know What Would Be Great? We Should Call Fiona. Yeah, That Would Be Good.' That'll Never Happen. There's Nothing Interesting About Me." I Just Felt Like I Was A Sad Little Boring Thing.