If I Simply Do What

The Key Is To Just Focus On The Spots Where The Love Is Real, Because You Can Just Drive Yourself Crazy Focusing On The Negativity, Focusing On The Relationships That Are Irreparable And Just Aren't Going To Work, Trying To Convince The Haters That You Are Indeed Lovable. So Much Of That Is Wasted Energy.

Nobody Ever Sees Me. Thank You.

The Minute I Spend Any Energy Defending Myself, Explaining Myself, Or In The Worst Case Scenario, Trying To Please Those Who Are Criticizing Me, I Will, You Know, Just Fall Off A Cliff.

I Want To Live In A World Where Miley (or Any Female Musician) Can Twerk Wildly At 20, Wear A Full-cover Floral Hippie Mumu At 37, Show Up At 47 In See-through Latex, And Pose Semi-naked, Like Keith & Co, On The Cover Of Rolling Stone At 57 And Be Applauded For Being So Comfortable With Her Body.

I Nurture My Close Relationships Like Priceless Lamps. That's Part Of Why The Job Itself Is Inherently Difficult And Kind Of A Paradox, Because You're Out There Touring And Traveling And Going A Million Miles A Minute, But The Things That Are Keeping You Steady And Stable Can Be Really Hard To Nurture When You're Going Fast, And Your Relationships, Which Are The Number One Thing That Help Me Through.