I Was Tired Of Men. Hanging In

This Was The Life I Was Going To Be Living, Everybody Separated From Everybody Else, Hanging On For A Moment Only To Be Washed Away.

How Right That The Body Changed Over Time, Becoming A Gallery Of Scars, A Canvas Of Experience, A Testament To Life And One's Capacity To Endure It.

Inside Every Human Being, There Is Unlimited Time And Space.

Like A Kid Kicked Out Of Class. Humiliated And Free.

Women Always Put Men First. That's How Everything Got So Screwed Up.