permission. This is my decision.
If I want my hair purple and my lips
black then that’s the way it is. There’s
no need to ask who it offends. The ones

that only matter are my friends. And I
only choose friends that are accepting
of me the way I am. Accepting my flaws
and idiosyncrasies, my moods and peculiarity –

especially my originality, which is maddening
to most. I can be cutthroat and evil. I can be
slapstick and wacky. I can be provocative and
wanton. And with most I don’t get along. But

you’ll never hear me asking for nothing. I’m
nobody’s muffin. I’m a fierce warrior, in miniskirts
and combat boots on the loose! Don’t confuse me
with someone who gives a ****. I am as I am.

No Excuses/No Pretense - I never ask permission