I Want To Be An Artist, Not...

I Could Have Loved You Once And Said It But Then You Went Away And When You Came Back Love Was A Forgotten Word, Remember?

That's The Way You Feel When You're Beaten Inside. You Don't Feel Angry At Those Who've Beaten You. You Just Feel Ashamed.

You Never Know What Life Is Like, Until You Have Lived It.

I Think I Have Always Had A Little Humor.

What Do I Wear In Bed? Why, Chanel No. 5, Of Course.