I weep at everything.

I like girls who aren't so la-di-da. L.A. is so la-di-da.

I emote. I love things so much.

I weep at everything.

I can’t see myself pursuing acting strictly outside of what I’m contractually obligated to do.

I like wet hair and sweatpants. I like sneakers and ponytails.

I had no idea there were so many ways you could burn yourself out.