Lookin at herself, but wishing she was someone else because the body of the doll that don't look like hers at all. So she straps it on, she sucks it in, she throws it up and gives a grin.

The bitter attacks I faced were far worse than any fighter I ever faced in the ring. The caustic remarks, the threats to injure me, the shots at my character-fighting those were my toughest battle.

Slow down, everyone. You're moving too fast.

She barely understands her dreams of belly button rings and other kind of things. Symbolic of change, but the thing that is strange, it that the changes occur, and now she's just a part of the herd.

Fact is only what you believe and fact and fiction work as a team.

When I do these interviews, I get really nervous. And when I get nervous, it comes off as mellow for some reason.

Love is the answer, at least for most of the questions in my heart.