I wanted my anger to be valid, and the only way to do that is to be fairly attractive.

I'm driven. I am. I'm driven for some reason. But I don't know where I'm going.

I can turn on the radio right now and be inspired.

You need to write on your own and produce your own life.

A good stylist knows that and is not going to push you to wear something that you're not comfortable with.

You’ve got to be prepared for the names they are going to call you compared to your male peers… You will be a floozy and a slattern. He will be virile and a ladies’ man. You will be a freakshow, a retching wretch, a sloppy drunk. He will be charismatic, vainglorious, a ferocious drunk and Dionysian. You will be indiscriminate and desperate. He will be generous, tortured and driven.

Don't be bitter and mean 'couse you don’t fit in, it’s a GIFT. Look at you. you’ve got your individuality, you don’t have the herd instinct, you can read Neitzsche and understand it. Only dumb people are happy.