The Bridge Between Reality And

Don't Ask For Anyone's Permission To Follow Your Dreams

When I Was A Kid, I Used To Live In New York City. There Was A Guy Named Michael Alig. He Used To Throw Parties. And A Couple Of Times, I Even Worked For Him And His Crew, And Handed Out Fliers, And Had My Super-high Shoes On, And Wearing Silver Saran Wrap Around My Head Or Something. It's A World I Was Really Comfortable In: A World Full Of Individuals. I Think What I Like About That World - Besides My Own Personal Interests - Is The Individualism, The Investment In The Self.

I’m Pretty Masochistic. I Kill Myself For My Craft – Literally

There Are Always Going To Be People That Are Judgmental That Are Going To Say, 'well, He Was An Actor First, So He Doesn't Have The Right To Be A Musician,' Or, 'i Know Him As This, So Therefore I Will Never Accept Him As That.' I Can't Change Those People. I Can Only Be Myself. And I Can Only Keep Making Art. I Can Only Do The Best That I Can. I Am Not Going To Spend My Life Trying To Silence The Critics. I'm Going To Do What I'm Passionate About And Follow My Dreams.

I Tried To Be Someone Else, But Nothing Seemed To Change. I Know Now, This Is Who I Really Am Inside. I've Finally Found Myself, Fighting For A Chance. I Know Now, This Is Who I Really Am.