I'm Beautiful In My Way 'cause God

I Realized That It's My Own Fault That People Take Advantage Of Me. I Should Be Around People Who Cherish My Talents, My Health, My Time. I'm Not A Pawn For Anyone's Future Business. I'm An Artist. I Deserve Better Than To Be Loyal To People Who Only Believe In Me Because I Make Money.

I Write About What I Know: Sex, Pornography, Art, Fame Obsession, Drugs, And Alcohol. I Mean, Why Would Anyone Care To Listen To Me If I Wasn't An Expert In What I Write About?

I Had My Little Ponies. I Was Obsessed With The Idea Of A Creature That Was Born With Something Magical That Sort Of Made Them The Misfit In The World Of The Stallion. I’m Actually Quite Obsessed With Unicorns. They Are In Essence A Mythical Creature. The Unicorn Is Born Magical And It’s Not The Unicorn’s Fault And It Doesn’t Make It Any More Or Less Special Or Any Less Unique But It Can’t Help That It Was Born With That Magic.

I Realized My Father's Sister Joanne, Who Died At 19 Had Instilled Her Spirit In Me.

The Whole World Might Not Understand. I Don't Really Care.