Will Anderson
Will Anderson
Lead singer of the pop-rock group Parachute, the group known for songs like "She is Love."
ProfessionPop Singer
Date of Birth5 May 1986
CitySacramento, CA
hate heart sleep
I want to go to sleep and not wake up, but I don't want to die. I want to eat like a normal person eats, but I need to see my bones or I will hate myself even more and I might cut my heart out or take every pill that was ever made.
doors rooms appearance
To keep up appearances, I stomp my room and slam the door.
notebook morning hate
It is my first morning of high school. I have seven new notebooks, a skirt I hate, and a stomachache.
summer dad block
A little kid asks my dad why that man is chopping down the tree. Dad: He's not chopping it down. He's saving it. Those branches were long dead from disease. All plants are like that. By cutting off the damage you make it possible for the tree to grow again. You watch - by the end of summer, this tree will be the strongest on the block.
silence heard eloquent
I have never heard a more eloquent silence.
teacher butterfly hair
My English teacher has no face. She has uncombed stringy hair that droops on her shoulders. The hair is black from her part to her ears and then neon orange to the frizzy ends. I can't decide if she had pissed off her hairdresser or is morphing into a monarch butterfly. I call her Hairwoman.
games life-is striking-out
Life is for the living. Don't let the fear of striking out let you from keep you from playing the game.
mirrors mouths bleeding
I pushed my ragged mouth against the mirror. A thousand crushed bleeding lips pushed back at me...
faces pieces body
My face becomes a Picasso sketch, my body slicing into pieces.
morning class firsts
My first class is biology. I can't find it and get my first demerit for wandering the hall. It is 8:50 in the morning. Only 699 days and 7 class periods until graduation.
attitude school clothes
I have entered high school with the wrong hair, the wrong clothes, the wrong attitude. And I don't have anyone to sit with.
art feelings breathe
Can the plural possessive express the feelings in your heart? If you don't learn art now, you will never learn to breathe!
sleep good-day grandfather
It had been a good day, all things considered. I had managed rather well on my own. I opened Grandfather's Bible. This is what it would be like when I had my own shop, or when I traveled abroad. I would always read before sleeping. One day, I'd be so rich I would have a library full of novel to choose from. But I would always end the evening with a Bible passage.
want limits shy
I would never be popular. I didn't want to be; I liked being shy. I'd never be the smartest or the hottest or the happiest. By eighth grade you start to figure out your limits.