Everything in life has let me down.

I’m not really worried what people think about me. Because I judge myself harsher, and on more strict terms, than they ever could probably.

I'm not a person who can scream and shout so this is my only outlet. It's all done very logically.

We hate Slowdive more than we hate Hitler.

There's an awful lot of white British kids who have never really gone hungry, always had a roof to live under but at the same time are desperately unhappy. It's not total poverty, just a poverty of ideas.

The only freedom left is the freedom to starve.

I find cutting myself attractive ... I find it sexual.