My Sense Of Style Is An Old

I Got Sober Because I Was Worried I Was Going To Die Next Year.

I've Been Accused Of Not Really Paying Attention To A Sentence Unless My Name Comes Up In It Twice.

I've Just Found Out There Are Pages On The Internet Dedicated To Whether I'm Gay Or Not.

There Are Two Ways To Go When You Hit That Crossroads In Your Life: There Is The Bad Way, When You Sort Of Give Up, And Then There Is The Really Hard Way, When You Fight Back. I Went The Hard Way And Came Out Of It Okay. Now, I'm Sitting Here And Doing Great.

When I Die, I'd Like 'friends' To Be Listed Behind 'helping People.'