Marriages that last are with people who do not live in Los Angeles.

I feel like a blonde nothingness, alone in my own body ...... Today it's not drugs that fill my body, its despair.

Cancer is my own private war. The strain, the nausea, the fever take turns challenging my strength, my mind and my spirit.

Cancer is a disease that is mysterious, headstrong and makes its own rules. And mine, to this date, is incurable.

I feel like a dog who has been to the vet too many times.

I'm a private person. I'm shy about people knowing things.

I do not want to die of this disease. So I say to God: "It is seriously time for a miracle."