The mind is a real dangerous neighborhood to travel by ourselves.
Ten years ago, if you asked me where I'd be now, I'd have said F-ing dead. But I'm not dead. I have an awesome life. And I'm just very grateful. That's the one thing I try to convey. Gratitude.
I just look around and say, I'm a mess. I don't know why I do things.
I normally don't do interviews with women unless I fornicate with them.
My style was impetuous, my defenses were impregnable, and I was ferocious.
My power is discombobulatingly devastating. It's ludricrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.