It's hard to explain and best thing to do is not be false.
LA is the loneliest and most brutal of American cities.
"What do you want out of life?" I asked, and I used to ask that all the time of girls.
I spent my entire youth writing slowly with revisions and endless rehashing speculation and deleting and got so I was writing one sentence a day and the sentence had no FEELING. Goddamn it, FEELING is what I like in art, not CRAFTINESS and the hiding of feelings.
You are the equal of the idol who has given you your inspiration
It's okay, girl, we'll make it till the sun goes down forever. And until then what you got to lose but the losing? We're fallen angels who didn't believe that nothing means nothing.