I'm Obsessed With Crocodiles And Getting Eaten

Hair Is Gray And The Firers Are Burning. So Many Dreams On The Shelf. You Say I Wanted You To Be Proud Of Me. I Always Wanted That Myself.

I Wanna Smash The Faces Of Those Beautiful Boys, Those Christian Boys.

Boy, You Better Pray That I Bleed Real Soon.

Your Apocalypse Was Fab.

It Took The Love Of A Good Man [to Heal]. When I Was Reverting Back Into My, Let's Say, Perversions, He Would Say: 'let's Go Get An Ice Cream. I Am Not Going To Enable You. If You Can Only Come As A Wanton Woman For Hire, Because You Feel Dirty And Shamed, Then No. Women Are Goddesses.' And I Know That And I Believe That. I Chose A Man Who Believed That, Too.