In Some Ways I Would Like To

In 15 Years Or Something - I Like The Idea Of Just One Paparazzo Coming Out And Trying To Get A Picture, And I Just Beat The Shit Out Of Him. I Mean - Out Of Nowhere - When My Picture's Not Even Worth...and I've Spent All My Money, So You Can't Sue Me!

Sometimes I Think, 'to Hell With Acting' And Then I Realize I Could Be Working At A Shoe Shop. Acting Is Much Cooler.

I Think Someone Follows Me. They Do The Most Random Stuff. I Get A Photo Taken Through A Burger Drive-through Window And It's Like, 'what?'. They Always Seem Like They're Six Feet Away. I Don't Understand. I'm Walking Around And I Don't See Anybody.

I Remember When I Was A Teenager Thinking My Girlfriend Was Cheating On Me, And Going Around Riling Myself Up. Pretending To Cry. It Was Totally Illegitimate-i Actually Didn't Feel Anything. I Went To Some Pub And Then Went Crying All The Way Home. And I Got Into My Dog's Bed. I Was Crying And Holding On To The Dog. I Woke Up In The Morning, And The Dog Was Looking At Me Like, 'you're A Fake.'

In Public, I Hardly Ever Show Feelings. That's What Happens When Everything You Do Is Put Under A Magnifying Glass. But If You've Spent Some Time Hiding Behind Your Public Mask, And You're Back In Your Own Environment, Then All That Suppressed Emotions Still Has To Be Set Loose. As A Result You Are Going To Behave Like A Nutcase. I Think Thats Why So Many People Who Are Famous Go Nuts.