I do what I do; I cant control who thinks what.

I worked in Tesco's staff canteen because I fancied a boy on the tills. I served him his lunch in a hairnet and tan tights. Not just that, of course - I had a lovely white onesie.

It's a feeling without a lid, of what you would do, physically, verbally, to protect the one thing that is your greatest love.

It's always weird the thought of taking your clothes off in front of 20 people and then to have it projected in front of many more.

I dont want to be owned by anyone.

'Dredd' was a weird, little, out-of-the-blue thing for me.

I have a playlist of farts on my phone.