I watched a girl sing a song I sang, "To a Wild Rose.." and in 2008 she seemed so humble, like now, but in 2010 after the N word thing I saw the pianist get nasty, I could read it you know.. She startled me for some reason about some of the **** in my body. If my dad read this, he'd say, "No one's gonna wanna read that." Why are people nice to me because I cursed? Because I decided to stand up for myself? I only cursed if someone hurt me and only about that.
Even more, why can't we live in peace with Tim Burton!