I monitor haters' comments. I am aware of vicious rumors, but I am not afraid anymore.

I occasionally watch provocative videos.

I’m just a person, just Jay Park, but people expect me to be the best dancer or a man with the perfect personality. That’s not me.

I don't think I have charisma. I don't think that someone will yell 'Wow, he's charismatic' when I'm eating in a restaurant.

I don't get discouraged because of the comments. After all, they don't really know me.

I get hated a lot. That’s ok.

Life is too short to blame other people.