Women Who Try To Be Equivalent With

I'm A Failure As A Woman. My Men Expect So Much Of Me, Because Of The Image They've Made Of Me- And That I've Made Of Myself- As A Sex Symbol. They Expect Bells To Ring And Whistles To Whistle, But My Anatomy Is The Same As Any Other Woman's And I Can't Live Up To It.

Speaking Of Oscars, I Would Win Overwhelmingly If The Academy Gave An Oscar For Faking Orgasms. I Have Done Some Of My Best Acting Convincing My Partners I Was In The Throes Of Ecstasy.

It Might Be A Kind Of Relief To Be Finished. You Have To Start All Over Again. But I Believe You’re Always As Good As Your Potential. I Now Live In My Work And In A Few Relationships With The Few People I Can Really Count On. Fame Will Go By, And, So Long, I’ve Had You Fame. If It Goes By, I’ve Always Known It Was Fickle. So At Least It’s Something I Experienced, But That’s Not Where I Live.

Yes, There Was Something Special About Me, And I Knew What It Was. I Was The Kind Of Girl They Found Dead In A Hall Bedroom With An Empty Bottle Of Sleeping Pills In Her Hand.

I Do Sin, But I Am Not The Devil.