All You Need Is Your Own Imagination.

You Took A Pretty Picture And You Smashed It Into Bits, Sank Me Into Blackness And You Sealed It With A Kiss.

In The Midnight Hour I Can Feel Your Power...

Only The One That Hurts You Can Make You Feel Better. Only The One That Inflicts Pain Can Take It Away

I Don't Even Remember Why I Called Myself An Idiot. I Can Be Very Harshly Critical Of Myself. It Depends On My Mood, And Obviously It Depends On Where I Am In My Life. Yes, Embracing Myself - I'm Working On That.

On The One Hand, The Idea Of Marriage And The Sort Of Traditional Family Life Repulses Me. But On The Other Hand, I Long For It, You Know What I Mean? I'm Constantly In Conflict With Things. And It Is Because Of My Past And My Upbringing And The Journey That I've Been On.