I Carried My Oscar To Bed With

I Think I've Evolved Into Someone Pretty Confident - In Myself And In My Skin.

I Wish All Men Were Like Dogs.

I Find When I Have Short Hair, I Feel Like I Have Nothing To Hide Behind Anymore.

I'm Done With Men... I'm Going To Be Alone. I Have No Luck With Relationships. I Don't Think I'm Made For Marriage.

The Man For Me Is The Cherry On The Pie. But I'm The Pie And My Pie Is Good All By Itself. Even If I Don't Have A Cherry.