Some People Hide More Than Others, And

I Survived This Torture Which Left Me Paralyzed For Years. That's What That Night Was All About, Mutilation, More Than Violence Through Sex. I Really Do Feel As Though I Was Psychologically Mutilated That Night And Now I'm Trying To Put The Pieces Back Together Again. Through Love, Not Hatred. And Through My Music. My Strength Has Been To Open Again, To Life, And My Victory Is The Fact That, Despite It All, I Kept Alive My Vulnerability.

An Ounce Of Breast Milk Is Even More Potent Than The Finest Tequila.

I Think You Have To Know Who You Are. Get To Know The Monster That Lives In Your Soul, Dive Deep Into Your Soul And Explore It.

Over The Last Few Hours I've Allowed Myself To Feel Defeated, And Just Like She Said If You Allow Yourself To Feel The Way You Really Feel, Maybe You Won't Be Afraid Of That Feeling Anymore.

Baker, Baker, Can You Explain, If Truly His Heart Was Made Of Icing.