The finest day i ever had was when tomorrow never came.

I wasn't thriving socially, so I stayed in my room and played guitar all the time.

I'm thought of as this pissy, complaining, freaked-out schizophrenic who wants to kill himself all the time.

I bought a gun and chose drugs instead.

Don't expect me to cry for the wrong reasons.

The sun is gone, but I have a light.

I’m worse at what I do best.