Well, I'm Clearly Not Ugly.

I Have No Friends And I Never Leave My House.

I Think That I'm So Psychotic And So Mentally Ill That If I Could Tap Into That I Could Do Something Really Interesting.

In The Past, I've Been Reluctant To Share Any Bits Of Truth About Myself Or To Really Let People In On My Reality. So I Have Said Some Things To Throw People Off The Scent Of What's Really Going On In My Life. So I Have Sort Of Aided The Media In Printing These Misconceptions, Which I Regret.

I Like To Be Open With Journalists And I Like To Be Honest. I Hate Being Disingenuous Because That's Really Uncomfortable For Me; I Don't Excel At Doing That.

People Who Don't Like Me Talk About It As Though I'm Trash Because I Have Tattoos. I Find That Insane Because It's 2008, Not The 1950s. Tattoos Aren't Limited To Sailors. It's A Form Of Art I Find Beautiful. I Love It.