I'm Not An Angry Woman.

I Was Tired Of Chasing Ghosts, Hollow Men Who Were Outside My Comfort Zone, Men Who Had Nothing To Give Me Except A Rush. It Was All I Asked For, And All I Ever Got.

I'm Not An Angry Woman. I'm Not Bitter.

People Like To Run Their Mouths.

There Is A Price For Popularity. Critics Look For Your Weaknesses, Your Flaws, Anything That Makes The Work Seem Like A Fluke And Not Seem Worthy Of All The Attention It's Getting.

It's Sad To Think That We've Gotten To This, That We Actually Have To Think About How To Go About Finding A Man. But What's Even Sadder Is That Some Men Make You Feel Guilty For Looking.