Drugs are a waste of time. They destroy your memory and your self-respect and everything that goes along with your self-esteem. They're no good at all.

I would love to be erased from our association with Pearl Jam or the Nymphs and other first time offenders.

Before I die many will die with me and they'll deserve it. See you in Hell.

I'm so happy because today I found my friends - they're in my head.

I don't blame the average seventeen-year-old punk-rock kid for calling me a sellout. I understand that. And maybe when they grow up a little bit, they'll realize there's more things to life than living out your rock & roll identity so righteously.

It must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child.

None of you will ever know what I am thinking.