Sometimes you've got to let go of all you've held onto. I feel like I've been given a place in life - expectations of me - that it's useless fighting. So I don't bother. I'm the guy they all think I am; fighting, smoking, drinking. Because what else is Roman Lombardi but a troubled teen? No one's convinced I've got anything going for me. I take what - and who - I want when I want it, and never...