Am schlimmsten / Worst Besitzen / Own Erschreckend / Appalling Gewesen / Been Hände / Hands Hätten / Had Jahre / Years Mein eigenes / My Own Missbrauch / Abuse Situationen / Situations Toleriert / Tolerated Viele / Many Wohnte / Lived
I had a job when I was 10. I started living on my own when I was 17 or 18. I've earned my own money; I've traveled the world. What would I rebel against?
I was being hated for about 40 or 50 years by the whole world, but it did not destroy me, and it did not ruin my health. And the reason is because I just did not answer them. I had my own life.
I had been saying to myself for a good many years that I was really a writer and that I was in advertising temporarily.
My own back yard, and my mom and dad's back yard, is where I learned about tomatoes and weeds and daily maintenance.
I'm the end of the line; absurd and appalling as it may seem, serious New York theater has died in my lifetime.
I have learnt to enjoy my own company because I have lived alone many years.
I am very hands on doing my own work, all my own stunt work.
My own life has had so many twists that I keep thinking I'll have one blessing that is not in disguise.
I wanted to get a taste of what it would feel like to be a mum. I've always had a strong maternal instinct and ideally I would love one of my own.
