For the first few years we paid all the bills first and divided what was left as salary. Sometimes that was $50 a week.

The problem was, I was labeled as trouble - so I was like, 'Trouble? I'll show you trouble. You want trouble, well here it is!' No matter what label they give you, the best thing you can do is prove them wrong.

I was a very defensive kid 'cause I was really sensitive underneath and didn't want people to know. So I came off as very tough and very angry.

Gotta get up and try.

I know I should stop smoking, but it scares me. I mean, what would I turn to next?

I want art to make me think. In order to do that, it may piss me off, or make me uncomfortable. That promotes awareness and change, or at least some discussion.

The only problems I've ever had with being honest is telling people how I feel about them or saying how I feel about other people.