I am a world of uncertainties disguised as a girl.

I have licked the fire and danced in the ashes of every bridge I ever burned. I fear no hell from you.

There are many things you can lie your way through; poetry is not one of them.

Sometimes love is nothing more than a sticky web; illusions spun from clever minds and bitter hearts.

And that is the nature of us poets and whores, to make things hard: dicks, choices... life.