I Think To Write Fiction, This Is

Sometimes I Would Get Invited To A Party Or To Go Out To Dinner By One Of Them And I Would Decline. Part Of Me Wanted To Go, But Those Kind Of Outings Always Made Me Feel Even More Alienated Than Usual. Hearing Them Talk Made Me Feel Lonely And Hateful At The Same Time. Lonely Because I Didn't Fit In, Never Did. When I Was Reminded, It Hurt. And Hateful Because It Reaffirmed What I Already Knew, That I Was Alone And On The Outside.

The World’s A Better Place Since I Chose Music. I Like The Physical Aspect Of It, The Volume And The Intensity Of It. It’s Loud And Hard. I Like All That Because Inside Me I Feel Like Screaming.

When I'm Off The Road, And I Can Really Control My Diet Down To The Calorie, I Juice Seven Days A Week. Every Afternoon, Whatever I Have At Hand, Beets, Carrots, Ginger, Whatever. I Juice, Literally, Every Single Day. And On The Road, I Try To Find Fresh Juice Wherever I Can.

I Would Like Go To Palestine And Interview People There About What Their Lives Are Like; Same Thing In Iran.

My Whole Access Into Culture Was Violent. Violence Is Something I Understand. Don't Like It, Don't Condone It, But I Sure Understand Where It Comes From.