Van Halen is responsible for this.

And Wild Child by Heart started after that.

I’m a performance artist in everything I do.

It’s all a performance.

Let me give you an example.

Sweetheart.

Do you think that valentine’s day had something to do with my amorous feelings towards her?

I’m an Empath, I ride the wave. So as valentine’s day was approaching I felt more and more, til she disappeared.

Then she came back, then disappeared again.

Right now, if I saw her, eh. If someone wants to talk to me, they can.

She has proven that she doesn’t want to talk to me and I’m good with that.

I’m at peace, fools fall in love, and I’m wise enough to know better.

Shame on me. Somebody smack my hand.

That’s the thing with me, you never really know what your dealing with, and most of that is on you.

Witches burn by the pretty reckless started.

There was a time that people such as me were burned or worse.

I can’t imagine burning to death.

I’m a natural born witch.

Let me give you an example.

I like Black Jack. If it’s me and the dealer, I lose my ass.

However if I’m sitting at third base with a full table, as long as people bet smart, people win. They change the dealer, people still win. One night I was watching them change dealer after dealer.

That’s just an example of shit I do.

Now imagine your me and you just wrote this and it’s true.

What would you do?

I haven’t been gambling in years, many of them. More than 20. Because gambling is a sin, but if you know your going to win, this is my quandary.

I’m letting you see me as I am at any given moment in time while remembering stuff along the way.

This is the only way you’ll get my autobiography.

Why should anyone have to pay jack shit to read me?