All I know is that you can chop up all the onions and the whatevers you want and put it on top of caviar, but you still can't disguise the fact that you're eating fish eggs. Ugh!

What worries me is, what if this guy is really the one for me and I just haven't had enough therapy yet for me to be comfortable with having found him.

For Star Wars, they had me tape down my breasts because there are no breasts in space. I have some. I have two.

Actually,I am a failed anorexic. I have anorexic thinking, but I can't seem to muster the behavoir

I have a chemical imbalance that, in its most extreme state, will lead me to a mental hospital.

My mother is an immensely powerful woman.

I don't know about understood. I think that unless you are forced to understand - unless it is an issue of yours - you wouldn't bother to.