I Can Bake. I Made Myself Some

Love Is Love, And There Will Never Be Too Much.

Be Kind To Me, Or Treat Me Mean I'll Make The Most Of It, I'm An Extraordinary Machine

The Quick Success Was A Bit Strange To Get Used To.

If I Were To Imagine Myself As An Idler Wheel Inside Some Big Mix Of Gears, Then I Would Be Connected To Everything. It's Not Like There's Just Me And Then Nothing.

Categories Are Gibberish To Me. I Understand - It Helps People Organize Their Thoughts. But You Can't Go Too Far With It.