See I’ve always had this penchant for what I call “kamikaze women,” I call them kamikazes because they crash their plane, they’re self-destructive, but they crash it into you, and you die along with them. As soon as there’s a challenge, as soon as there’s very little chance of it working out, or no chance, or there’s going to be hurdles or obstacles, something clicks into my mind, maybe that’s because I’m a writer, but some dramatic, or aesthetic component becomes right and I, I go after that person and there’s a certain dramatic ambiance that, that, it’s almost as though I fall in love with the person, in love with the situation in some way, and of course, it has not worked out well for me, it has not been great…