I'm a teen distortion, survived abortion.

I am drawn to women who are independent and creative, which is problematic because it's a struggle, a competition of careers. There's jealousy.

I`m not a slave to a god that doesn`t exist.

Libido, fascination, too much oral defecation. White trash get down on your knees, time for cake and sodomy.

Spare time is like spare change. It's hard to quantify, the definition of that phrase. What do I do when I'm not onstage singing, or sleeping, with or without someone else? I watch movies.

Part of me is afraid to get close to people because I'm afraid that they're going to leave.

I pity anybody who has to spend a day with me.