Laws Exist In Every State That Make

I Found My Love When I Was 17-years-old And My Love Is One Hundred Percent Honest. We've Never Had Any Ugly, Rocky Things To Overcome.

I'm Getting To The Place Where I Can Sort Of Go Through Airports Now And There's No Hysteria. I Can Go Places Alone Even. But At The Same Time, If You Get In Trouble, You Can Find Somebody In Your Age Group Who Might Recognize You.

In California, I Guess You Belong To The State; You Don't Even Belong To Your Parents. It's An Old Spanish Law. It Doesn't Require Your Parents To Swear Out A Complaint; Anybody Can.

My Mother Was Working A Lot, So She Was Gone Often. I Would Leave School And Hitchhike To The Beach. I Can't Believe I Hitchhiked Now. It Scares Me To Death Now.

It's So Easy To Conform And To Follow. It's Very Difficult To Be Rebellious And Live By What You Believe Is Right. And To Make Decisions And To Take The Consequences. Very Few People Do.