I stray away from formulaic, the formatted.

Some people are only alive because it is illegal to kill.

When I first met my husband, I needed that helping hand to take the reins and look after me.

If I was having a bad day, or if something was really getting me down -- boy troubles, whatever -- I wanted to go out and get a new piercing. It was definitely a release for me. Something that made me feel a little more strong or empowered. Because it was something that had to do with me and no one else.

We have something called naked Sundays ... You have to keep marriage alive, spice it up ... We don't need to go anywhere, we're just with each other. We do everything naked. We cook naked.

Now everyone is a critic.

There’s nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm.