I Just Feel That The Only Power

I Know That I've Overfed Myself Trying To Prop Myself Up Because I'm Exhausted.

I Like Doing Accents. One Of My Friends Works In Hotel Reservations And I'll Ring Her Up And Complain About The Suite. Sometimes I Get Her.

My Favorite Word Is Existentialism. I Can't Say It And I'm Not Quite Sure What It Means.

I've Learnt That If I Tell Myself I'm Not Allowed Something, I Binge On It Later. So If I Want Chocolate, I Have Chocolate. If I Want Biscuits, I Have Biscuits. I Love Cake. I Just Love Cake.

I Won't Mention The Word Tired. This Is The 20th Century And I Can Go Around A Little Faster.