I Don't Digest Things With

I'm Pretty, But I'm Not Beautiful.

I Am Alone; I Am Always Alone No Matter What.

I Have Too Much Imagination To Be A Housewife

You're The Beautiful One. It's Society That's Ugly.

In Leaving Hollywood And Coming To New York, I Feel I Can Be More Myself. After All, If I Can't Be Myself, What's The Good Of Being Anything At All?