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I Don't Feel I'm As Good A Mum As My Mum Was.

The Last Thing I Want To Be Known As Is 'the Girl Who Got Raped'. The Big Turn Around You Make In Your Head Is From Victim To Survivor.

I Call That God The Little G. Because The God That We've Been Worshipping Is Not To Me The Supreme Creator. Anybody Who Needs To Control And Make People Feel Ashamed. . .it's Like, 'i Send My Only Begotten Son. . .' Well You Know, That Concept Of Sending A Son Where We As Women Could, Like, Breastfeed Him And Give Him Milk, But He's Not Gonna Soil His Dinky With Us? What's That All About?

Get Off The Cross, We Need The Wood.

I Wanna Smash The Faces Of Those Beautiful Boys, Those Christian Boys.