What I need is a good defense
'Cause I'm feelin' like a criminal
And I need to redeemed
To the one I've sinned against
Because he's all I ever knew of love
Wish there was a great story behind my recent stint in Crazy Bitch Rehab. Like many issues with women, it boils down to hormones and a sprinkling of madness. Perhaps, even in settings of near perfection, it's inescapable, though I'd like to believe otherwise. For what it's worth, it sucks here and I never wanna come back. Take me home!
