Whether or not someone sexualizes you for wearing an outfit, that's their problem and not yours.

At the end of the day nobody's perfect and everybody's weird whether they embrace it or not

I like to know that when I'm 90 years old, I'm going to be able to look at a song or poem I wrote and say, "Wow! I remember I was so crazy about this person," or "I remember what that day felt like."

I'm excited to be home, not wear makeup, and wear onesies.

It's okay not to be perfect. Your imperfections are what make you YOU. And at the end of the day, people like real people, flaws and all. At least I do.

I think it's really important to love yourself. Because I feel like a lot of the time, especially right now, I've noticed that insecurity is something that's so common that it's not glorified but like romanticized. And it shouldn't be because at the end of the day you have to live with yourself and be happy with who you are. If not, then you're not going to be a happy individual and whatever people say will get to you. So you have to know who you are and like it that way.

2015 was really the hardest and the best year of my life. I learned a lot. I went through a lot of personal heartbreak, loss, and turmoil. I had to find my way out of sinking under the weight of it and it was the hardest thing I had to do.