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I Volunteered At Ucla's Occupational Therapy Ward, Where There Are Lots Of Kids With Autism And Emotional Problems. I Just Wanted To Prove To Myself That I Could Not Break Down And Cry At Everything, And That I Could Just Help Somebody Else. The One Thing I Really Remember Was That When We Would Take Them Out Of The Hospital For A Walk Around Campus, They Would Freak Out The Most When We Were Waiting For The Elevator. I Remember The Guy At The Elevator Said To Himself, "transitions Are The Hardest." And I Said To Myself, "transitions Are Always The Hardest."

Dreams Can Be Deceiving, Like Faces Are To Hearts.

I Can Bake. I Made Myself Some Nice French Fries Once. But Otherwise I Just Eat Out. Lots Of Salad Bars.

One Of My Friends Said To Me, "oh Yeah, Of Course You Aren't Writing." So I Was Like, "the Next Time You See Me, I'm Gonna Have A New Song." I Wrote "criminal" In 45 Minutes When Everyone Else Went To Lunch Because I Had To Have A Hit. I Can Force Myself To Do The Work, But Only If Someone Is Right Up Behind Me.

This World Is Bullshit. And You Shouldn't Model Your Life — Wait A Second — You Shouldn't Model Your Life About What You Think That We Think Is Cool And What We're Wearing And What We're Saying And Everything. Go With Yourself. Go With Yourself.