I feel like I'm trapped in someone else's life
Nightmares and surreal movies seem to be more logical and tangible than my present
My best friends now are: my cameras, the stripper, my new kaleidoscope and the barman
After every party I die
My private guardian angel offers me consolation, sends me signs, kisses and warnings
The only hope is to change my life’s PIN
Beware of mind-hackers
There is never forever, only Marc Almond
The music is too loud, I’m too minimal
Electro girls don't cry
