Food ... Love ... Mother

Defy Your Own Group. Rebel Against Yourself.

I've Found It's Better To Talk To The Machine And Hang Up If I Get The Person.

My Mother Had Always Taught Me To Write About My Feelings Instead Of Sharing Really Personal Things With Others, So I Spent Many Evenings Writing In My Diary, Eating Everything In The Kitchen And Waiting For Mr. Wrong To Call.

The Story Of A Mother's Life: Trapped Between A Scream And A Hug.

[on Men:] I'm Torn Between Wanting To Have One And Wanting To Be One.