I Don't Choose To Analyze What I

Robert Plant Asked Me To Marry Him, But I Said 'no.' I Mean, You Just Don't Want To Marry Someone You've Wanted To Do It With Since You Were Thirteen, Because, Well, If He Farts, I Would, Like, Die!

Men Have Periods Too, They Just Don't Bleed.

I Call That God The Little G. Because The God That We've Been Worshipping Is Not To Me The Supreme Creator. Anybody Who Needs To Control And Make People Feel Ashamed. . .it's Like, 'i Send My Only Begotten Son. . .' Well You Know, That Concept Of Sending A Son Where We As Women Could, Like, Breastfeed Him And Give Him Milk, But He's Not Gonna Soil His Dinky With Us? What's That All About?

It Took The Love Of A Good Man [to Heal]. When I Was Reverting Back Into My, Let's Say, Perversions, He Would Say: 'let's Go Get An Ice Cream. I Am Not Going To Enable You. If You Can Only Come As A Wanton Woman For Hire, Because You Feel Dirty And Shamed, Then No. Women Are Goddesses.' And I Know That And I Believe That. I Chose A Man Who Believed That, Too.

You Can Be Self-empowered And Still Learning About How You Think About Things Daily.