I Haven't Been To Rehab, I Don't

I Have Bad Feet And I Have Weak Ankles.

I Have My Moments, But Generally Speaking I Shy Away From Being Too Lovey Dovey.

My Mother Is A Realist, And She's Had Biological And Adoptive Children, And She Said It's No Different: No Matter What, They're Putting A Stranger Into Your Arms. You Don't Know Them Yet.

I Think That Everybody Has A Right To Their Own Thoughts, Their Own Feelings And Their Own Private Moments, If They Want Them.

I've Created A Chaotic Life, And Then I Get On Edge Because Of It.