It's really easy to slide into a depression fueled by the pointlessness of existence.

I am very self-conscious a lot of the time.

There may be said to be three sorts of lawyers, able, unable, and lamentable.

I don't think of death in a romantic way anymore.

I'd rather spend my time looking at the sky than listening to Whitney Houston.

I look thuggish when I shave my head and wear big boots. I walk into a newsagent and people think I'm going to jump the counter.

Each time I play a song it seems more real.