Me And Charles Manson Like The Same

Baker, Baker, Can You Explain, If Truly His Heart Was Made Of Icing.

Anger Is Natural. It's Part Of The Force. You Just Have To Learn To Hang Out With It.

The Rain Is Sharp Today, As You Shock Me Sane.

It's About Realizing, Painfully, You've Kept That Voice Inside Yourself, Locked Away From Even Yourself. And You Step Back And See That Your Jailer Has Changed Faces. You Realize You've Become Your Own Jailer.

I Don't Really Cook. There Are Caterers, And My Husband Cooks.