I Can Bake. I Made

Do They Think I'm On Drugs? That I Have A Life-threatening Illness? That I'm Anorexic? Emotionally, It Doesn't Get Easier To Hear Those Criticisms - But It Gets Easier To Be Resolute About My Reaction To It.

I Read On The Internet That I Was Dead.

Nobody Is Strong Enough To Not Be Influenced.

I've Been A Bad, Bad Girl - I've Been Careless With A Delicate Man.

If I Were To Imagine Myself As An Idler Wheel Inside Some Big Mix Of Gears, Then I Would Be Connected To Everything. It's Not Like There's Just Me And Then Nothing.