Grief Was Like A Seizure That Shook

I Won't Put Myself In A Position Where I'm Vulnerable.

I Like Crazy Shoes Or Unusual Cowboy Boots And I Collect Big Belt Buckles.

I Refuse To Sit On My Laurels.

Survival My Only Hope. Success My Only Revenge

I Wouldn't Want To Assume That All Men Are Like You. If I Did, I Know I Would Give Them Up Entirely