Why Can I Never Go Back To

It Gives Me Strength To Have Somebody To Fight For; I Can Never Fight For Myself, But, For Others, I Can Kill.

And, What's More, This 'precious' Body, The Very Same That Is Hooted And Honked At, Demeaned Both In Daily Life As Well As In Ever Existing Form Of Media, Harrassed, Molested, Raped, And, If All That Wasn't Enough, Is Forever Poked And Prodded And Weighed And Constantly Wrong For Eating Too Much, Eating Too Little, A Million Details Which All Point To The Solitary Girl, To Every Solitary Girl, And Say: Destroy Yourself.

If Leeches Ate Peaches Instead Of My Blood, Then I Would Be Free To Drink Tea In The Mud!

Studies Show: Intelligent Girls Are More Depressed Because They Know What The World Is Really Like Don't Think For A Beat It Makes It Better When You Sit Her Down And Tell Her Everything Gonna Be All Right She Knows In Society She Either Is A Devil Or An Angel With No In Between She Speaks In The Third Person So She Can Forget That She's Me

What If I'm An Angel Without Wings To Take Me Home?