Los Angeles was an impression of failure of disappointment of despair and of oddly makeshift lives. This is California? I thought.
I think my passion is misinterpreted as anger sometimes. And I don't think people are ready for the message that I'm delivering and delivering with a sense of violent love.
People say you have to work on your resentments. Yeah no I'm gonna hang...
I try to be known more for my work than for anything else.
I think what drove me insane for a long time is feeling like I hadn't earned...
I'm horrible in the mornings. I'm grumpy.
Just get out. Just leave.
It was honestly, it was torture.
