My age makes all my wrinkles and gray hair make sense.

I didn't know what my fate was as far as being alive.

I think my brain just has a natural way of going to what would be the most insane thing, the least likely option.

I was talking and playing pranks and skipping school, failing pretty much every class I took.

I didn't have an interest in school at all and was getting in trouble all the time.

When I couldn't get ahold of cigarettes, I'd roll coffee grounds into typing paper and smoke that and then vomit.

I love devastating movies, documentaries and hummingbirds (yes, in that order).