I Try To Live With The Idea

Just Be You. I've Learned The Hard Way And In The End, Some People Are Just So Full Of Hate That No Matter What You Say Or Do, They'll Always Have Something To Say.

In The Past, I've Been Reluctant To Share Any Bits Of Truth About Myself Or To Really Let People In On My Reality. So I Have Said Some Things To Throw People Off The Scent Of What's Really Going On In My Life. So I Have Sort Of Aided The Media In Printing These Misconceptions, Which I Regret.

When I Was 14, I Thought I Was The Coolest Kid In School Because I Told Everyone The Jokes In Fhm.

Once You Let The Words Go, You Have No Control Over How They're Printed Or What The Media Does With Them. So There's No Point In Trying To Make Plans Or To Control It.

As Soon As You Tell Me To Do One Thing, I Do The Opposite. As Soon As Someone Tells Me Not To Get Any More Tattoos, I Have This Intense Fire Burning Inside Me To Cover Myself With Them. I Don't Care If It's Self-destructive. I Just Have That Need To Rebel.