I Am A Woman Built Upon The

Still Shaking, In The Pew, I Understood That It Isn't The Dead We Cry For. We Cry For Ourselves, And I Didn't Deserve My Own Pity.

Sad Words Are Just Another Beauty. A Sad Story Means, This Storyteller Is Alive

My Whole Life Is My Work.

I Could Not Stop Talking Because Now I Had Started My Story, It Wanted To Be Finished. We Cannot Choose Where To Start And Stop. Our Stories Are The Tellers Of Us.

This Thing With Being Lovers, It Isn't Like Being Married.