At 12 I dropped out of school but I had lost interest in it at a much earlier age. For me, school was very very stressful.

I didn't read at all until I was 12. I just couldn't. It was too frustrating.

I miss my Dad. My Dad loved cheesy monster movies, so we'd have Godzilla movie marathons. Those are some of my favorite memories, laughing at how the monster outfits were so bad, like black garbage bags for heads.

My parents told us how they felt but never imposed their beliefs on us, although I appreciate I got a healthy sense of democracy from them.

I collect things that just look retarded.

I've always wanted to have a book published - it was a dream of mine, but the thought of actually writing a book made me feel really sick.

I had this whole ritual with my mother making the bed with me inside it so I would be invisible.