Dark and lonely. I need somebody to hold me

Live fast. Die young. Be wild. Have fun.

Love is strange, sometimes it makes you crazy, it can burn or break you down.

I wanted to be part of a high-class scene of musicians. It was half-inspired because I didn't have many friends, and I was hoping that I would meet people and fall in love and start a community around me, the way they used to do in the '60s.

Down on the West Coast I get this feeling like it all could happen.

A lot of the time when I write about the person that I love, I feel like I'm writing about New York.

I still have my same babysitting job, I babysit twice a week.