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I Refuse To Step Inside The Ring And Fight Like A Gladiator Against My Own. I'm Not Playing That Game. Any Woman Who Has Survived A Year Or More Of Making Music Has My Undying Respect.

I Wouldn't Say That Cutting Was Pleasurable, But There Is A Sense Of Euphoria That Follows Cutting Yourself. The Quick Pinch Of Pain And The Sight Of Blood Snaps You Back To The Surface And You Start To Appreciate Being Alive.

If You Have Any Opinions At All Or If You're Even Remotely Verbal Then They're Going To Call You Fiery.

I Get Female Groupies, But I Don't Get Male Groupies. I Have Women Who Offer To Sleep With Me All The Time. But Not Men. They're All Talk And Nay Action -- As We'd Say In Scotland. If I Go Anywhere Near Most Of Our Male Following, They Are Freaked. Absolutely Freaked. I Think My Height Has Got A Lot To Do With It. I'm Really Tall. I'm Five-eight, And With Heels, I'm Six Foot, So People Are Like. 'whoa, Amazon!' People Are A Wee Taken Aback By That 'cause I Think People Expect Me To Be Small.

I Couldn't Feel Good About Myself Hanging Out In Armani Clothes When My Girlfriend Can't Even Pay Her Heating Bill. I'd Feel Foul And I'd Be Embarrassed.