Everybody Acts Like I'm Nuts. I'm Not

I'm Here Because Of What I Write. Obviously, I Must Know Something

The Only Reason That It Takes Me Seven Years To Do Stuff Is Because I Just Don't Really Have A Plan.

I Realized I Was Trying To Be Friends With Somebody Who I Used To Be With But Who I Didn't Get Along With. I'm Really Big On That. I Need To Be Friends With Everyone That I've Ever Had A Relationship With.

I Used To Get A Shiver If I Thought About Holding Balloons, Because I Was Scared Of Floating Away.

I Still Don't Know How To Drive. I Don't Go Anywhere, Really. My Brother Drives Me. I Walk Around My Neighborhood But I Don't Go Anywhere, Nor Do I Want To.