I Think People Want Love

I Have A Husband And Four Rescue Dogs. There Is No Option Of No Dogs On The Bed. This Is How I Know My Husband Will Be A Good Father Someday. The Pit Bull Sleeps On Top Of My Husband. On Top Of Him! He Has To Remove Her Sometimes Because She Snores Too Loudly Into His Ear And He Can't Take It. But He Moves Her In Such A Cute, Gentle Way, And He Doesn't Care About Fur On The Bed.

I'm Very Uncomfortable With My Body, And I'm Not Interested In People Seeing It On Screen.

I'd Die If I Was Madonna. I'd Die. God, What A Horrible Way To Live. And Michael Jackson! To Be So Famous And To Feel So Isolated. I Feel So Bad For Them. I Don't Know How It Feels, And I Hope It Never Happens To Me.

I've Gained So Much Confidence As A Woman From Figuring Out That I Don't Want To Be Destructive. I Don't Want To Stomp Through The World And Be Number One. I Just Want To Tread Really Lightly And Not Destroy Anything. Hopefully, I Can Try To Mend Some Things. That's My Goal.

I Did It For Political, Moral Reasons, Thinking That I Was Making This Great Sacrifice, But It Was Absolutely Necessary; I Was Not Going To Contribute To The Violence In The World Anymore.