"I was packing a bag and leaving home...I filled up my holdall and I shoved two albums down the side: Pin-Ups and Ziggy Stardust. I was 15. I wasn't sure where I was going or if there would be a record player there. But all I knew was I couldn't go anywhere in the world without Bowie...
His lyrics are in my soul and have been since the age of 10. Like an imprint that always makes me feel stronger. More romantic, more creative, less mad and more special."
'Oh no love you're not alone.
No matter what or who you've been.
No matter when or where you've seen.
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain.
I've had my share, I'll help you with the pain.
You're not alone...
You're wonderful.'
Rock 'n' Roll Suicide
From Rebel, Rebel by Tracey Emin (Harper's Bazaar April 2013)
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