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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.

The Way I See It, The Men That I'm With, Whoever They Are, It's Like Look, You Have To Accept The Fact That I Like Ice Cream, And I Know It Shows Up On My Hips But If You Can't Accept That, Then Leave. Go Away, Toodles. It Is Non-negotiable.

I Can See How The Young Girls Really Get Hurt When Their Moms Are Critical, Or Vice Versa When They're Overly Critical Of Their Moms. It Can Be So Painful.

I'm Too Wacky For Most Weirdos. Who Am I To Judge?

We All Must Develop A Grounded Clarity For Ourselves.