Sorry, Mom. Sorry, God.

It's Funny How The Beauty Of Art Has So Much More To Do With The Frame Than The Artwork Itself.

I Am An Invisible Monster, And I Am Incapable Of Loving Anybody. You Don't Know Which Is Worse.

Get Through The Moment. Avoid Confrontation. Run Away. That's Pretty Much How We Get Through Our Own Lives, Watching Television. Smoking Crap. Self-medicating. Redirecting Our Own Attention. Jacking Off. Denial.

Everything Is A Self-portrait. Everything Is A Diary.

I Don't Remember The Hotel Rooms Or The Airports But I Always Remember The Events.