I'm A Private Person. I'm

I'm A Private Person, I'm Shy About People Knowing Things. And I'm Really Shy About My Medical (care). It Would Be Good If I Could Just Go And Heal And Then When I Decided To Go Out, It Would Be Okay. It Seems That There Are Areas That Should Be Off-limits.

I Feel Like A Blonde Nothingness, Alone In My Own Body ...... Today It's Not Drugs That Fill My Body, Its Despair.

I'm Holding Onto The Hope That There Is Some Reason That I Got Cancer And There Is Something - That May Not Be Very Clear To Me Right Now - But That I Will Do.

I Was Thinking I Would Miss The Rain. I Wonder If You Can Experience The Rain In Heaven, If God Will Let You Dip Your Wings Down... But My Biggest Expectation Now Is Just To Live. I Will Not Go Gently Into That Goodnight.

Stress Is What Feeds Your Cancer. Stress Is What Gives You Cancer And Then There's The Paparazzi Giving You Stress.