Sometimes, when I just need to get away, I go down to the cemetery and smoke clove cigarettes and take photographs of headstones and interesting gates. My friend's working on this new clothing line. He's not like a designer or anything, his stuff is really dark and subdued and real. I'm not a model or anything, but I'm modeling some of them for him, you know, just to help him out. We have a really deep connection, and his clothes really speak to me. It's just my parents though, man. They just don't get me.