There's so much destruction all over the world - and all you can do is complain about ME!

I do think it's possible to go through life and never fall in love, or find someone who loves you.

I am hated for loving. I am haunted for wanting.

And though I walk home alone, my faith in love is still devout.

My parents were worried about me, certainly when I became so deeply interested in music and people like the New York Dolls who, at the time, were very peculiar indeed.

With no reason to hide these words I feel, and no reason to talk about the books I read, but still, I do.

People like me prove that you can survive without romance, even though you end up a bit unbalanced and you tend to argue with your own reflection.