They (the People Of Puerto Rico) Are

Sometimes I Feel Like I'm Possessed With A Multitude Of Demons.

I Experimented With Drugs And I Experimented With Everything That Little Boys Do - Vandalism, Throwing Eggs At Cars, Breaking And Entering Schools And Destroying A Room. But I Finally Got To A Point Where I Looked Around And Said, "this Is Not Getting Me Anywhere. I'm Stagnating With These Guys." They Were Getting Drunk And High Every Weekend. I Got Out.

I Think, For Me As An Actor, If You Get To A Place Where You're Satisfied, You're Happy With It, Then You're Dead. It's Over. You're Not Hungry Anymore. You Won't Try Things Anymore.

And It Hurts So Much To Want Something You Can't Have.

I Realized That It Was Great To Have A Job, But It Didn't Have Anything Remotely To Do With What I Was Striving For, So Why Was I Doing It?