I Always Wanted To Be Loved.

We're Not All Perfect. People Always Say To Me: "oh You Seem Happy All The Time." But I'm Not Happy All The Time. I'm A Human Being. I'm Very Sensitive. I Hurt Like Anybody Else. But I Do Try My Best To Have A Good Attitude And I Set About Tryin' To Take Care Of Myself Knowing I'm Not Going To Be Exactly Right, So I Just Try To See What I Can Do To Improve Every Single Day.

I Enjoy The Way I Look, But It's A Joke.

I Want To Be Like One Of Those Little Fainting Goats That Get Scared And Then Just Fall Over. I Want To Go And Go And Then Drop Dead In The Middle Of Something I'm Loving To Do. And If That Doesn't Happen, If I Wind Up Sitting In A Wheelchair, At Least I'll Have My High Heels On.

I Don't Know That I'm Beautiful Or Glamorous. I'm A Pretty Artificial Looking Person. I Sure Am Flattered When People Think I'm Beautiful, But I Think I'm Leaning Towards More Cartoonish Than Beautiful. But I'm Comfortable With Who I Am. And Since I Wasn't Born As A Natural Beauty, I Just Make The Most Of What I've Got.

I Don't Make People Bend Over Backwards, And I Don't Like That In People. I Am Definitely No Diva.