I Write Poems For Myself And I

I Don’t Have The Passion Anymore, And So Remember, It’s Better To Burn Out Than To Fade Away.

Don't Read My Diary When I'm Gone.

My Father Is Incapable Of Showing Much Affection, Or Even Of Carrying On A Conversation. I Didn't Want To Have A Relationship With Him Just Because He's My Blood Relative. It Would Bore Me.

We Were Just Amazed We Were Putting Out A Record. We Were, And Are, Still Learning. But We've Never Cared Much For Professionalism As Long As The Energy Was There. Like Our Live Shows: We're Out Of Tune And Use A Lot Of Feedback. That's Not On Purpose Or Because We Don't Care, We're Just Musically And Rhythmically Retarded And We Play So Hard That We Can't Tune Our Guitars Fast Enough.

Thank You For The Tragedy. I Need It For My Art.