I think there are times in life where you're automatically drawn to somebody and it's weird - you freak out a bit.

I don't want to be so analytical of my own life, because if I start to be analytical of my own life, maybe I'll choose not to believe anything that's going on. But, the fact of the matter is, I've experienced both sides of it now. Sides where you have a great time with people on set, and then you do just step away. And it's not malicious. It's just that people go back and live their lives and do whatever.

I don't do so well with people pretending to be happy. When I was 16, I went with my girlfriend at the time and her family to Disneyland and I was so grumpy the whole time.

I don't think I'd really be alive without it, in all honesty.

My essentials are skinny jeans, loose-fitting tees, big jumpers, and the leather jacket. Everything is black or blue - I don't own anything colorful.

I like being broken. It means I can have chocolate for breakfast.

I tend to thrive on being misquoted. It's the only way I sound good.