I Don't Have Any Sort

Whether It's Paris Hilton Or Kim Kardashian Or Whoever, Stupidity Is Certainly Celebrated.

I'm Wearing Pants, For F---'s Sake. Lay Off. I Mean, It's Not Like I'm A F---ing Lead Miner. There Are Harder Jobs In The World. But When People Feel The Freedom To Create Tumblr Accounts About My C---, I Feel Like That Wasn't Part Of The Deal ... But Whatever. I Guess It's Better Than Being Called Out For The Opposite.

Acting Is Sort Of An Extension Of Childhood. You Get To Play All Of These Roles And Have So Much Fun. Playing An Athlete Would Be So Cool. Or Where You Get To Shoot Guns, Ride Horses. I Wouldn't Turn Down Any Of That.

Time Moves On. You Can't Go Back In Time. Everything Has A Consequence, And The Last Episode Of The Last Season Is No Exception.

People Look Back On Those Days Through A Thick Veil Of Nostalgia, But Life Was Hard If You Were Anything Other Than A Rich, Powerful White Male