Getting over someone is a grieving process. You mourn the loss of the relationship, and that's only expedited by 'Out of sight, out of mind.' But when you walk outside and see them on a billboard or on TV or on the cover of a magazine, it reopens the wound. It's a high-class problem, but it's real.

I know people who grow old and bitter. I want to keep making a fresh start. I don't want them to defeat me. That would be suicidal.

I will be really happy once I have done my jail time. I can start fresh.

I actually think sadness and darkness can be very beautiful and healing.

I mean, don't forget the earth's about five thousand million years old, at least. Who can afford to live in the past?