fate is not just whose cooking smells good, but which way the wind blows

We have a complete void of progressive politics in this country right now. The will of the people goes ignored and unrealized. I'm searching for the people that can enter the political system, a strong third party. We need to consolidate.

There are so many things that we have to be very concerned about. But I always come back to feminism. People look at me sideways now and are like, "With everything going on, the destruction of the environment, these endless wars, this capitalism that has a stranglehold on our culture and our world and you're talking about feminism still?"

Don't tell me what they did to you as though you had no choice. Tell me, isn't that your picture? Isn't that your voice.

I always try and stay one step ahead of people, not looking like I looked like last week, so I can be as anonymous as possible and part of it is just for me. It is fun to just come up with new and bizarre colors for each area of your body and things like that, but there are some parts of it that I just keep wanting to negate myself. I hate waking up in the morning and recognizing the woman in the bathroom mirror.

And thoughts of no other man but you could possibly get through the picket lines to enter into my mind.

We're led by denial like lambs to slaughter, serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water.