Tell Me You're Crazy, Maybe Then I'll

On Some Of My Darkest Days, Lucifer's The One Who Comes And Gives Me An Ice Cream.

I'm A Winter Girl. I Like Coming Out When Things Are Desolate And Everybody's Ready To Slit Their Wrists.

Haze All Clouding Up In My Mind In The Daze Of The Why It Could've Never Been.

I'm A Grown Woman. I've Earned My Experiences, My Scars.

I Believe In Eating. I Think Women Especially Have This Fear Of Eating, And I Think There Is A Whole Euphoric Plane You Can Rise To When You Have A Good Meal. You Sit Down And With Every Bite You Honestly Just Say Thank You.