Haze all clouding up in my mind in the daze of the why it could've never been.
At 15, I knew someone whose mother cooked macrobiotic, so I persuaded my mother to go macrobiotic with me.
You don't have to justify anything. Being pissed off is absolutely ok.
My ears are huge. If there's ever a problem with a plane I'm on, they could just put me on the wing and I'll land the sucker.
There is value in everybody's gift. No matter how hard to find or strange it is.
The last thing I want to be known as is 'The Girl Who Got Raped'. The big turn around you make in your head is from victim to survivor.