"I’m a chick. I Party. I waste. Sometimes I’m alive. I need more love! More sex, drugs, and thrills! More laughs! More culture! More dynamite and disaster! More clouds! More dreams! I need more than I ever did before, but everything is going up in price. Just the sheer presence of electricity in large doses has always made me feel real comfortable and calm. It was like, I gotta get out of here, I gotta get outta here. I hate this life! I hate everything about it! I can’t live with it. It hurts me. I feel odd around these people, and music is the only place to hide. The refuge, really…"
