Existence itself is disconcerting and disorienting.

Your trade becomes very much impacted by the quality of your life experiences and your capacity to process them.

I have a television, but it's not connected to anything. I watch everything on my computer.

I will take the subway and look at certain women and think 'God, that woman's story will never be told. How come that lady doesn't get a movie about her?'

My hair is such a statement that it's like a neon sign asking for trouble.

As wild as I was, when the cops show up, and suddenly you're being handcuffed, it's so deeply shocking and terrifying, the loss of freedom.

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.