It's My Memory, And What

There Are Things Going On In Galleries Recently That Have Shocked Me. What I'm Going To Say Is Really Controversial, But What I Find The Most Provocative Is The Commerciality Of Art In General. And The Fact That A Lot Of People Have Forgotten What The Meaning Of Art Is And What The Intention Behind It Is.

They Grew Really Quickly. One Minute I Didn't Have Any Tits And The Next I Had The Biggest Tits In The World.

I Found That Life Has To Be Edited To Continue.

My New Year's Eve Is Always 2 July, The Night Before My Birthday. That's The Night I Make My Resolutions. And This Year Scares The Life Out Of Me, Because No Matter How Successful, How Good Things Appear, There Is Always A Deep Core Of Failure Within Me, Although I Am Trying To Deal With It. My Biggest Fear, This Coming Year, Is That I Will Be Waking Up Alone. It Makes Me Wonder How Many Bodies Will Be Fished Out Of The Thames, How Many Decaying Corpses Will Be Found In One-room Flats. I'm Just Being Realistic.

If I Were Really, Truly In Love With Someone Who Was Truly In Love With Me, Then I Would Get Married, But That Would Be The Only Reason I'd Get Married.