I don't know why I've spent over half of My life talking about dying — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
You can't expect drive and compassion from everyone who enters your life, but you have to demand it of the people you are creating… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
“It is rare, though becoming more common with age that I am put into situations where I only half-heartedly balance on acting and being… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
I like walking around and listening to music. When my steps coincide with a beat, in my head I feel in unison with the… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
“This is the part of the country that invokes terrible nostalgia, a morbid and phlegm-induced retrospective of parties, clubs, drugs, shows, people, and is… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
“I keep my head in the clouds. There's not enough love in the world to weigh me down.” — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
As a teenager, I would tell the teacher I was sick just so I could lie down in the nurse's office and listen to… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
I don't know why people would be interested in what I do. Maybe they feel how I feel. Maybe it's because we're all missing… — Wesley Eisold Copy Share Image
