2002. My birthday. One gift from my then boyfriend. Sevas Tra by Otep. Otep was a Nu Metal band with a female vocalist and it was an acronym of Poet, and Sevas Tra was Art Saves backwards. I was so angry those days. More than I am now. Much much more. I was writing to Richard Ramirez at this time. Otep fueled me. I saw her live many times and finally met her. I hugged her sweaty body and when she saw me in the front row, she invited me to sing “My Confession” with her. Best feeling in the fucking world.
“- this is where I hide my power – this is where I become free – this is where I take control – and slowly choke your fantasies – I want to know my day is coming – see my enemies be punished – shed my skin again – this will be my best revenge!!”
we have to start somewhere, somewhere is where we start
sadness sounds a lot like everyone in close proximity,
we look for a flame
in decay
we attempt growth
in the skin lies the answer,
<L I S T E N>
wrong turn wrong turn wrong turn
bald head speaks of redemption
barren and pregnant with the nerves of a lunatic
LUNATIC
the moon is always to blame,
something is always to blame
I am ardor in revenge
where I strip my skin
you will feed
I have no mercy
I am free
Notes of a Dirty Young Woman 