I only write about stuff that’s happened to me.. stuff I can’t get past personally. Luckily, I'm quite self-destructive.

I don't understand, Why do I stress the man, When there's so many bigger things at hand?

I'm a young woman and I'm going to write about what I know.

I do suffer from depression, I suppose. Which isn't that unusual. You know, a lot of people do.

I just dress like... I'm an old black man. Sorry! Like I'm an old Jewish black man. I just dress like it's still the '50s.

Since I was 16, I've felt a black cloud hangs over me. Since then, I have taken pills for depression.

I don't think I'm such an amazing person who needs to be written about.