For Star Wars, they had me tape down my breasts because there are no breasts in space. I have some. I have two.
I mean, most fun things are bad for you in one way or another.
I like performing. I like partnering with an audience.
He doesn't move his face when he talks. His eyes are like shark eyes. Dead.
The world of manic depression is a world of bad judgment calls.
And when you're young you want to fit in. Hell, I still want to fit in with certain humans, but as you get older you get a little more discriminating.