My Mind Goes To Tragedy First.

For A While After The Rape, I Was Afraid Of My Own Sexuality, Because I Got Raped Right About The Time When I Started Developing Physically.

Though Dreams Can Be Deceiving; Like Faces Are To Hearts, They Serve For Sweet Relieving, When Fantasy And Reality Lie Too Far Apart.

I Got All My Work Done To Graduate In Two Months And Then They Were Like, I'm Sorry, You Have To Take Driver's Ed. I Just Kind Of Went, Oh, Forget It.

Love Is Love, And There Will Never Be Too Much.

Home Is Where My Habits Have A Habitat