If I Respect Myself And Believe In

I Don't Want To Make This Sound Negative At All, But In The Best Way Possible I Freaking Give Up. I Give Up. You Can't Try And Make Your Life Perfect. I'm Just Trying To Have A Good Time, And I'm Just Trying To Appreciate The Things That I Have Around Me. I Give Up On The 'dream' Dream. I Think That It's All A Dream. I Think It's All Wonderful And Terrible. And I Give Up In The Nicest Way.

Do They Think I'm On Drugs? That I Have A Life-threatening Illness? That I'm Anorexic? Emotionally, It Doesn't Get Easier To Hear Those Criticisms - But It Gets Easier To Be Resolute About My Reaction To It.

I Want To Be Like The Patron Saint Of Reality.

If I Had A Kid, And I Had A Choice Between Teaching Somebody How To Avoid Trouble, Or Teaching Them How To Get Out Of It, I'd Teach Them How To Get Out Of It.

If I Have One Success In My Relationship History, It's With The People Who Listen To My Music. I Think That They'll Be There With Me Forever, And I'll Be There With Them Forever. And I'm Totally Satisfied With That.