In my new life, no room for a lost boy.
The violence betwen women is unbelievable. Women try to make each other crawl so that their knees are bleeding.
Healing for me is being able to sit next to the butcher and say 'Yes, Iām sitting next to the butcher now,' instead of saying 'there is no butcher'.
I've been raising up my hands drive another nail in just what God needs one more victim
I'm a grown woman. I've earned my experiences, my scars.
Being able to still make records is a privilege. I don't take it casually.