Words cut through my skin, tears roll down my chin

I want to look good when people see me.

My body can't put anyone in jeopardy of not making money anymore - my body is just not on the table that way anymore.

My elementary school days were miserable. After Star Search, the jealousy got really bad that our neighbors slashed our tires.

I'm a big micro manager; I'm a stickler about organisation; everything needs a place, a purpose, and micro managing myself even when I'm in the studio.

Thankfully, I have my mom and a small group of close friends who are there for me 24/7 and whom I can trust and depend on.

I don't want to believe my own hype. I want to stay hungry and stay eager and be the best that I can be.