The comics are where all the crazy subconscious stuff comes out.
I knew I was weird by the time I was four. I knew I wasn't like other boys. I knew I was more fearful. I didn't like the rough and tumble most boys were into. I knew I was a sissy.
Drawing is a way for me to articulate things inside myself that I can't otherwise grasp.
The only burning passion I'm sure I have is the passion for sex.
Your vigor for life appalls me.
Throwaway pens are no good - I never liked them. I've tried them all.