Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years.

I'm so happy because today I found my friends - they're in my head.

There's nothing more comfortable than a cosy flower pattern.

I really miss being able to blend in with people.

I write poems for myself and I write poetry that gets torn apart and becomes songs. I have a lot of respect for words, the power of words.

Never met a wise man, if so its a woman.

Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years.