It's just a relief, really. I'm scared to die, but I want to die.

I mainly let my imagination be my reality. Fantasy is my reality.

Sometimes I wish I was a beautiful machine so I could resist your kiss and not cry when you're mean.

[About Paz De La Huerta....] And there is this girl in the audience and she's gorgeous I can only kind of see her silhouette and she's getting like her t*ts out and I'm like: God, that's unusual.

I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast I am alone in the night Been trying hard not to get into trouble, but I I've got a war in my mind So, I just ride

I still have my same babysitting job, I babysit twice a week.

I'm the gangsta Nancy Sinatra.