People on TV might call you stupid and simply say your job is to smile for a camera. They know nothing about your life and nothing about being a model. And they don't know what it's like to be a woman either.

Sure, you had messy makeup, a thin physique, and a rebellious attitude. You were just the rebellious model. Anyway, you're Axl's girlfriend, and at first, you were genuinely happy. That happens in any initial relationship; you just start out in love madly until that same love drives you crazy. Which is ironic, of course. But what you and Axl had was a mix of passion and passive-aggressive comments—also pure love out of nowhere, it was just weird. Axl was strange, he was a violent guy who simply couldn't be anything other than a jerk, and you were a person not mentally sound enough to handle your own feelings. So you just said fuck it all and smoked a joint. Because, of course, that's how you solve adult problems.

Anyway, most of those fights between you had been about a couple of things: your modeling career, your habits, and just all the people around you. Sure, he'd call you his and then flirt with a groupie—that was pathetic. Then he'd come back to you on his knees while you scolded him like a disobedient puppy. Anyway, also because of the fact that Axl used to put you on a pedestal and then dismiss you with demeaning insults, because that's just how Axl is. Sadly. Thank his mom for doing that.

Anyway, now you're with him, his arm around your waist while you're both high enough to be able to giggle out of nowhere. The camera's pointed at both of you, because yes, you're having an interview while you're high and stupid. Your head on his shoulder, you're casually biting your nail while occasionally giggle and stare with goofy eyes. While Axl is technically the same, he's just more discreet. They ask Axl what he liked about you, so he grabs your face with his fingers and shows it to the camera.

—"Look at this little face. It's impossible not to fall in love..."