Be honest or stay the fuck away from me. Hard as fuck to satisfy, I apologize in advance.
If there is anything that I know for a fact, without my friends I’d be nothing.
People come and go so fast it’s fucking amazing, but with friends like mine anyone could leave my life and I’d be content.
As long as I have my Megg and Kitty, I’m set.
I fucking love you both more than life and I couldn’t ever ask for anyone better to be my best fucking friends. My family. My heart and soul.
I’d never taken a drug before Gummo, but as soon as that was over I started flirting with heroin, because making films was all I ever wanted, and once that was done I was just bored. And my problems, my violence, they all stem from boredom, and when I did that drug it was the first time I could just sit and feel blissful, you know? But in the end it’s a lie. So I went back to the anger. And I’m comfortable knowing that without the work I’d kill myself, because I feel like I’m here for one reason, and that’s to create.