Everyone smokes weed, it's fine. But I'm an addict, so it's not fine. I don't wanna be addicted to anything anymore.

So many cringes in the heroin binges, I was coming off the hinges, living on the fringes of my imagination.

When I went to rehab, somebody said to me: 'You're so lucky - normally most people that come here have lost everything and they have to rebuild.' I hadn't really lost anything. I just lost a little bit of respect from my mates.

I've been clean for ages, I'm at the gym all the time, everyone feels good.

The thing about drugs and sex is that you lose all your inhibitions. I've had sex in trains, planes, wine bars... and quite a few car parks!

I was like a clock that had exploded- my springs were hanging out, my hands were cockeyed, and my numbers were falling off.