Sad to say...the only girl I think I ever really loved was a pill popping, bohemian girl in Germany. She disapproved of my vocation, but those instances between revile, she had a certain guile.

She had this black hair and pale skin...and those blue eyes would come ALIVE out of her pill addled existence when New Order's Blue Monday started....

This was years ago. She is much different and we have long grown apart.

A relationship with someone different, someone new....

But love, you really can love only one. Everything else is merely a relationship you build.

Her beauty lied in her flaws.... Her politics were unbearably leftist(I'm very right wing) and she was a physically horrid mess.

So thin..and always on pills and hardly ate and drank too much. Vodka. She's different now.

For some reason, I find the most attraction in the punkish...outsiders.

There's an honesty about them.