All my day is spent dealing with other people. When I come home I like it to be empty. The presence of others in my house kind of annoys me. I love coming home and shutting the doors. I feel brain dead. I'm relatively available, but not to live with.

I don't think anyone wants to be gay.

I don't think I've got bad taste. I've got no taste.

You don't want money to make you a social freak where you can only hang out with rich people.

Some people think they're depressed and they go to the doctor and want pills. And you just think: 'You hate where you live, you've lost your job, your boyfriend has dumped you, could all this be why you're depressed?'

I am very quick to judge.

The only time I took Ecstacy was years and years ago. It was absolutely amazing.