I Was Adopting An Ethiopian Child, That's

I Don't Want To Be Some Skinny Mini With My Tits Out. I Really Don't Want To Do It And I Don't Want People Confusing What It Is That I'm About.

Where You Go, I Go, What You See, I See, I Know I'd Never Be Me Without The Security, Are Your Loving Arms Keeping Me From Harm Put Your Hands In My Hand & We'll Stand.

The Scars Of Your Love Remind Me Of Us They Keep Me Thinking That We Almost Had It All The Scars Of Your Love They Leave Me Breathless I Can't Help Feeling We Could Have Had It All

I No Longer Buy Papers Or Tabloids Or Magazines Or Read Blogs. I Used To. But It Was Just Filling Up My Day With Hatred.

I Don't Want To Be On The Cover Of Playboy Or Vogue.