I Believe The Root Of All Evil

Grief Was Like A Seizure That Shook Me Like A Storm.

I Find It Difficult To Attend Autopsies. Especially The Smells.

Everyone Is Doing Forensics.

My Fans Want Me To Talk To Them. And Even If They Want To Be Critical, I Want To Hear What They've Got To Say.

My Friends Call Me Miss Worst Case Scenario.