I Deserve That, Don't I, Some Sort

How Many Different Deaths I Can Die?

I Was My Own Woman. The Next Step Was To Find The Proper Sort Of Man.

You Are A Dream; I Hope I Never Meet You.

Then I Thought, "no, I Broke It Myself. I Broke It On Purpose To Pay Myself Back For Being Such A Heel.

I Am Gone Quite Mad With The Knowledge Of Accepting The Overwhelming Number Of Things I Can Never Know, Places I Can Never Go, And People I Can Never Be.