I rarely think about my childhood. It's a slippery thing I can't keep hold of for long - it slithers out of my grasp. And a lot of the time I remember what was missing instead of what was there. I am a chronicler of absence.
Everything is negotiable. Whether or not the negotiation is easy is another thing.
Of course I miss [drugs]. And anyone who tells you they don't is lying.
Leia follows me like a vague smell.
I just admire my mother very much.
No motive is pure. No one is good or bad-but a hearty mix of both. And sometimes life actually gives to you by taking away.