“Wanting to be someone else is a waste of who you are.”

I was tired of pretending that I was someone else just to get along with people, just for the sake of having friendships.

They laugh at me because I’m different; I laugh at them because they’re all the same.

If you read, you’ll judge.

I mean I like to be passionate and sincere but I also like to have fun and act like a dork. Geeks unite.

I’m on my time with everyone.

Do your own thing. Others own their own thing. If you copy too much, you’ll find yourself in late night cocktail lounge cover band limbo.

Holding my baby is the best drug in the world.

I only remember a few things about Jimmy Carter. He had big lips and liked peanuts. I now know that Jimmy Carter was and is a good man.

Drugs are bad for you. They will fuck you up.

I didn’t find any of the girls in my high school attractive at all.

I never wanted to sing. I just wanted to play rhythm guitar – hide in the back and just play.

I had a really good childhood up until I was nine, then a classic case of divorce really affected me.

I want to do something different, really different, and if it alienates people that’s too bad.

If chasing cool is important to you, you’re an idiot!

I just hope I don’t become so blissful I become boring. I think I’ll always be neurotic enough to do something weird.

Oh well, whatever, nevermind.