Recycle Those Nerves And Make Them Adreneline.

In Another Life, I Would Be Your Belle

I Think That Maybe People Comment On The Internet Because They Never Know If They're Going To Be Able To Meet That One Person And They Want To Have A Say So, Or What Have-you.

I'm Up To My Hairline In Planning. It's A Lot, Especially When You're A Woman Of Detail.

Divorce Was Emotionally Traumatic For Me. It Was The Death Of A Dream. I Was In Fairytale Land, And The Reality Of It Wasn't So. But I Don't Really Like Talking About It Anymore, Because It Feels Like A Thousand Lifetimes Ago, And Also It Makes Me Look Desperate, Like I Need It For Attention.

I Was Really Sick And I Walked Outside Of The Bus And Realised; Oh No I'm Not Allowed To Be Sick. I'm Not Allowed To Say; Sorry No I Can't Pose With You For A Photo Because I'm Sick. I Am A Super Human Now, Or I Have To Be One.