I’m sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn’t do, and I’ve hurt myself by hurting you.

The real beauty - inside, it comes from the heart, where love lives. If not, even the most common facial features can not hide the emptiness, which eventually pushes people.

I am a woman who has my extreme vulnerable side and my baggage - and at times I feel extremely weak.

I feel like I've been locked up tight for a century, waiting for someone to release me.

All I want to do is be normal. But really, it's other people who won't let me be that way.

I look back at the looks I've had over the years. I'm proud of myself that I had the courage to experiment with crazy hairstyles and some fashion things. Would I do it again? No. But that's part of the learning process and getting from point A to point B.

Whatever I do, it's my business. It's not my job to parent America.