I Was Just Taking Out My Trash

I Don't Listen To Anyone Else. That's Why I Don't Have A Publicist Or Something Like That. I Can't Stand It If Someone's Trying To Tell Me To Do Something Which Might Be A Mistake Sometimes.

I Have So Much Residue Crap In My Hair From Years And Years Of Not Washing It And Not Having Any Sense Of Personal Hygiene Whatsoever. Even Today, I Go Into These Things Where I'm Supposed To Be This Sexy Guy Or Whatever, And I'm Literally Asking, 'if I Get Plumes Of Dandruff On Me, Can You Just Brush It Off?'

It's Strange Because I'm A Sex Symbol To 14-year-old Girls Which I Guess Is Not The Most Helpful Situation To Be In. But Yeah, I've Never Really Thought Of It. It's Just So Funny. I Mean, Just Last Year I Couldn't Even Get A Date And Then This Year, The World Turns And It's So Bizarre That Everybody Just Changes Their Mind At The Same Time.

All The Time. A Few Months Ago I Came Really Close To Losing It, I Was Getting Really Paranoid. And Then I Started A New Job, Things Fixed Themselves. I Can't Turn My Back On The Situation And Ignore It. If Tomorrow I Say: "okay, I've Had Enough, We're Stopping Everything" It Won't Change Anything. Might As Well Try To Accept It And Stay Zen As I Have No Control Over It.

Sometimes Just When I Say Hello The Right Way, I'm Like, 'whoa, I'm So Cool.'