My Life Is Really Based

Fake Confidence On The Outside Often Trumps Truthful Turmoil On The Inside.

When I Was Young And Crazy, I Was Young And Crazy. It Can Be Hard Enough Just To Be In Your Teens And 20s. Then Add Fame, Money, Access, And Every Single Person Telling You That You're The Greatest Person Who Ever Was, And It Can Be A Recipe For Disaster. Some People Literally Don't Survive It.

Nothing In Life Is Unfair. It's Just Life. To The Extent That I Had Any Inner Turmoil, I Had Only Myself To Blame. I Also Thought Of My Two Boys And What Kind Of Example I Hoped To Be. I Would Always Want Them To Take Charge Of Their Own Futures And Not Be Paralyzed By The Comfort And Certainty Of The Status Quo Or Be Cowed By The Judgment Of Those On The Outside Looking In.

There's This Unbelievable Bias And Prejudice Against Quote-unquote Good-looking People, That They Can't Be In Pain Or They Can't Have Rough Lives Or Be Deep Or Interesting.

If People Find Me Attractive, It Would Be For Reasons That Anybody Finds Anybody Attractive. It's Something That Comes From Within, And It Manifests Itself Physically.