My dad went to jail for a long time. We lost everything, and the situation never resolved itself. My parents had this sort of passionate, disastrous desire for each other - not ideal to grow up in.
I really can't break away from wearing black and leather!
I will never censor myself to please anyone.
I'm sick of running away from things.
My grandma told me never, ever, ever to use soap on my face. But I do use lotion.
I don't listen to music, actually. Obviously I go to clubs; I stand in elevators; a lot of my friends are musicians; I hear music all the time. But I don't have my own collection of music.