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I Like Reading Novels Because It Provides Insight Into Human Behavior.

It Just Seems Like, You Agree To Have A Certain Personality Or Something. For No Reason. Just To Make Things Easier For Everyone. But When You Think About It, I Mean, How Do You Know It's Even You?

When Somebody's Ego Is In Service Of Really Brilliant, Innovative Work, It's Hard To, Cause I'm Such An Asshole, It's Hard To Criticize Their Failures As A Human Sometimes.

It's Funny With Jeans Now, Because If They Don't Feel Like A Pair Of Sweatpants, I Don't Have Patience For Them Anymore! I Think I'm Becoming Increasingly Lazy.

I Have This Home In New York, I Have A Long-term Relationship With My Boyfriend, Who's From Australia, And I Had This Business That I Had Maintain. Even Though I Wasn't Actively Shooting, There's A Lot Of Peripheral Work.