There's No Shortage Of Material In Life.

I Don't Like To Publicly Acknowledge Being A Jew.

Maybe My Work Isn't A Cry For Help. It May Just Be A Baby's Need To Cry Or A Dog's Need To Bark. You Know, Barks That Seem Connected To Phantom Noises And Cries That Just Come; Though A Baby's Cries Are Usually Efficient - Something Is Bothering Them. Anyway, I Think Giving Money Is A Sign Of Love. If You Truly Want To Help Someone, A Lot Of Times Giving Them Money Is The Best Thing You Can Do.

I Have Very Few Hobbies. In Fact, I Have No Hobbies.

Nothing Wrong With Changing Your Mind. That's A Very Unwaffling Thing To Say: "nothing Wrong..." Who Am I To Say That There's Nothing Wrong With It? Maybe Something Is Wrong With Changing Your Mind. Anyway, Love Is Very, Very Difficult. I Love. But Probably Because I Hate Myself On Some Deep, Sick Level, It Makes Loving Difficult. But I Do Try.

I Certainly Want To Portray The Importance Of Friendship. I Had Noticed In Movies And Tv Shows That Friends Often Treated One Another Terribly, And My Friends, The Few I Have, Are Never Cruel To Me Or Unkind, So I Wanted To Convey That.