What A Woman Wants Is A Reaction.

I Was So Thin I Could Slice Bread With My Shoulderblades, Only I Seldom Had Bread.

My Flesh Looked Like It Wasn't Trying. It Looked Like It Hated Being Part Of Me.

Drink From The Well Of Yourself And Begin Again.

There Must Be A Way. Surely There Must Be A Way That We Have Not Yet Thought Of. Who Put This Brain Inside Of Me? It Cries It Demands It Says That There Is A Chance. It Will Not Say "no.

The Writing's Easy, It's The Living That Is Sometimes Difficult.