“Sex parties, alcohol and drugs lost their appeal to Sven after a while. Music never did, in his continual search for that sober connection--intimacy with one person over a long period of time, as opposed to periods of intimacy with… — Jess C. Scott Copy Share Image
“It was a soulless gaze, burning with a wild hatred that shouldn’t be there in anyone who could call themselves a parent.” — Jess C. Scott Copy Share Image
“She was my black rose, a broken angel I could hug and drift away with into peaceful oblivion.” — Jess C. Scott Copy Share Image
“Drug addicts had their drugs. Alcoholics had their bottles. Serial killers had their murders.” — Jess C. Scott Copy Share Image
“Killing animals to make a fashion statement = a sickening + cold-blooded vanity.” — Jess C. Scott Copy Share Image
“Female magazines were rubbish--most of them were candy-floss for the brain.” — Jess C. Scott Copy Share Image
“I learned that it's okay to feel the way I do: that my life has no meaning unless I have a boyfriend. A real… — Jess C. Scott Copy Share Image
“[Ever been kissed?] Of course-- Describe it --Why?-- I want to know if you've Ever seen Heaven. ” — Jess C. Scott Copy Share
“All I wanted was to share myself with him...in a love way, lust way, every kind of way.” — Jess C. Scott Copy Share Image
“Now? I'm just another female faking orgasms to make a man not feel so inadequate.” — Jess C. Scott Copy Share Image
