I'm Not A Control Freak.

My Heart Went Cold And Only Hollow Rhythms Resounded From Within, But Then He Rose, Brilliant As The Moon In Full And Sank In The Burrows Of My Keep, And All My Armor, Falling Down, In A Pile At My Feet.

I Really Don't Think Anything I Do Is A Mistake. It Could Be If I Didn't Learn From It.

For A While After The Rape, I Was Afraid Of My Own Sexuality, Because I Got Raped Right About The Time When I Started Developing Physically.

I’m Amorous But Out Of Reach / A Still Life Drawing Of A Peach.

The Quick Success Was A Bit Strange To Get Used To.