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If I Ever Start Talking To You About My 'craft', My 'instrument', You Have Permission To Shoot Me.

I Don't Cook, I Can't Cook, And It Is Really Abominable To See Me In The Kitchen. I Order In Takeaway Food Or Get My Friends To Cook Because A Lot Of Them Are Very Good.

Everyone Is Like A Butterfly, They Start Out Ugly And Awkward And Then Morph Into Beautiful Graceful Butterflies That Everyone Loves.

We're All Going Through So Much Hard, Wonderful, Amazing . . . It's Blessings; It's Lessons; It's Hardship; It's Life. I Guess, I Don't Know What The Definition Of Life Is. I Now Know The Meaning Of My Life, Because Of My Daughters, But Mine Is One Little Tiny Speck In The Universe. It's Nice To Not Be Pretending Everything Is Perfect All The Time, Because It Isn't, But I Do Love Happiness And Joy And Optimism.

Once You've Been In A Mental Institution, People Are Going To Look At You Funny.