It's not easy trying to navigate your internal world in the public eye.

My car is always black. I really struggle with red cars. I don't want to attract too much cop attention.

As a rule people don't think other people on drugs are funny. They think they are tragic. They have a point, but I still had the funny.

I have a deep compassion for the idea that it's okay to be myself. The idea that anything 'other' is bad and wrong and broken is so wildly off base.

It's not easy trying to navigate your internal world in the public eye.

I have a lot of friends who are trying to clean up their act, or that are still making trouble for themselves, so I’m definitely well-versed on what goes on in the mind and the heart of a person who self-destructs as their coping mechanism, and also what they’re like when you take their preferred substance away.

I would love to option 'Crying of Lot 49 and turn it into a movie.